You won’t feel pain or love or sorrow any more. You have decided. You have decided to write this article tonight in the female bedroom of Xinhua No. 1 Middle School. The years have gone through several rounds, the empty teaching building of senior three can no longer find the faces of those old people. There will be no fans like this. Such a quiet night no longer belongs to me. Such a simple age is like a postcard sent out, no matter how beautiful the scenery above is, there is no possibility to poke back. I used to think that my youth was a blank piece of paper, which was not popular with anyone. Actually, it was really not. One or two of them made me feel hurt. Look, I am just like them, without their views of right and wrong and values. Why should I answer? If the world of mortals is floating, everything will be scattered. If you understand me, there is no need to say more, but these pale experiences, day and night accumulation, have given me something, something that you can’t say, something that destroyed me, some experiences that were not clear yesterday and made people both physically and mentally broken. You think you have experienced a lot. In fact, you are a child who has never seen you before. I always remember that I am a sinner. People who have come out of the pain are finally afraid of love. Looking at many faithful love in this world, why can’t I have it? The answer may be that I didn’t meet the right person and was not rational enough. Sorry, maybe because I was young, I naturally mentioned this topic. At least be more stable and rational in the future. People who are disappointed at you can at least be disappointed at you, so rare. What will the starry sky look like tonight? I used to spend so many days and nights in this dormitory. I used to be so beautiful. This farewell will last for a long time. Time has abandoned several stacks of love letters track and field youth is showing my I love you have changed goodbye you have been a long time later your habits have not changed these missing days are you OK in fact I also understand even if I can common you, your right and wrong, most of them have nothing to do with me. Dreams of you coming and going in the campus. The light of getting up early and sleeping late. The laughter in the moment. Why didn’t you tell me earlier that you don’t believe forever, just fly with laughter? The tears of stars are burning, but where are you in every dream I fall asleep in every dusk I think of you? Oh, time has passed. I can’t remember how many times this kind of miss has happened. It’s just that Daisy has been defeated. No one will fall in love with me from now on. I stand on the crowded road and look at a wedding car for a long time. I look at the rules or cheers or struggles or excuses just don’t love lightly. It’s good that there is no absolute let me end the night with the past in the name of death. Do you know that these wrongs and wrongs should be scattered hastily let’s break up now that this article begins with a narrative, then end with a narrative. The three of them walked two circles with me in the track and field. My three lovely friends, I might have had a hard time, or maybe it was my bad feeling, separation and gathering, a dreamlike gathering, however, I was so excited that I felt that I was dreaming and the long journey on the train was too boring. When would this kind of joy come back to me? The head teacher was never polite and asked me to read two class papers. She said, “What else do you want to miss after leaving? Dear, I have left too many beautiful memories here. This is my youth, the campus I have been thinking about day and night, and the campus life I will never forget. How can I not miss it. I wish, I wish everything will be better tomorrow. I wish that their smiling faces will always be in my mind. I wish that this hot summer will pass earlier. I wish that there will be a trace of light in my future.

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There was a boy who liked a girl very much. Until the girl got married, the boy was still chasing after her. Even a different fresh fruit was delivered every week, such as Taiwan mango, peach, litchi and so on. Girls feel a lot of pressure, the gift is not available, can not refuse, simply cheap everyone. In this way, there is always an expectation in the office every week: what fresh fruits to eat this week. One day, suddenly a girl mentioned the boy who gave fruit and called him FruitMan. And one weekend, the girl who was loved suddenly said that the fruit sent every week was about to collapse, and decided that today’s fruit was the last time. Suddenly, I felt that there was going to be a big loss, and my heart began to feel inexplicable loss. When I hesitated, I suddenly shouted out: Don’t be impulsive, FruitMan belongs to everyone. Then the office was full of laughter. A confidante usually describes a woman, so FruitMan should be a man version. It is a good thing for someone to love someone, or a deep love. What’s more, it is the blessing that should be cherished in which life. Sometimes people don’t know how happy they are. When they are overflowing, they often deceive themselves and feel painful. Start to try every means to block the source of happiness. If the effect is not ideal enough, to the extreme, some decisions like a clean break will generate hatred or resentment, which is a terrible thing. I remember there are several movies, all of which mentioned that love can not be married to lovers, but the parties who have entered their old age have always been good friends for many years when they meet again. How skillful and even sophisticated this method of dealing with overflowing happiness is. As for the movie, I basically can’t remember the name, but the plot is very clear. Last night, she went to a friend’s house for dinner. The two dishes she cooked were very delicious. She woke up hungry at noon today. The first time she wanted to recall the two simple dishes: fried eggs with pepper and fried dried bean curd with cabbage. Sometimes life is easy, but not everyone can feel it. But simplicity is not enough. You need to have the taste of home. Why are you so emotional about the simple side dishes, mainly because you are in a foreign land and haven’t eaten home for a long time? Once these emotions are aroused, it is enough for people to recall for several years. Just like the girl in the hospital, although she is a mother, I can’t forget the taste of her cooking. They are all simple dishes, very simple, very simple, the taste is the best. I always think that these girls are the models of good wives and mothers, not only because they can cook simple dishes with good taste, but also because their lives are so simple, unpretentious and sympathetic, their mentality seems to have no struggle with the world, but in fact they have some affection to be loved in their hearts. I also think that the boys who marry these girls are the happiest, but not every such Boy is qualified to deserve such a girl, Because he needs to be gentle, considerate, strong-minded, courageous, broad-minded, kind and intelligent, hard-working and so on, three thousand adjectives are not enough to write, and this kind of boy almost does not exist. Therefore, they who got married had to bless them, at least they would not regret what they met. A responsible man must be entrusted with his emotional world, whether you appreciate it or not. With a Golden Song, it may not be enough for the throat, at least stop thirst: A Niu’s emotional online

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The biting raindrops mixed with cold wind pounced on people’s cheeks, evaporating the temperature on your surface, so we said winter was coming!

In winter, trees wither and wither in the early days, and people feel warm and cold. Winter is not coming, but following the North Wind and the coming of cold rain. If you go north again, it will be alias snow!

The heavier the rain, the colder the day! When the rain stops, it will be warm. When the rain falls, it will be cold. Rain means winter, and winter means rain!

The rain turns into silk, drops hit the skin, turns into gas, surrounded by everything. A night of rain, autumn and winter come!

Suddenly I felt that the cold winter forced me to leave the cool autumn, invaded the Earth, and brought rain, snow and frost casually.

Winter rain, or winter rain?

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Spring flowers fly in the air with fallen leaves, and care and pain say goodbye in my heart. Turned into flying butterfly, the light ink, the desolate and cool scenery are like tears of blessing, and the strong colors are like deep oil paintings. There is always a condensed figure at the end of the cloud and mist, and there is always a look under the moonlight Pavilion. Who hollowed out your soul and who cares about you. Say goodbye to today, the lost petals say goodbye to morning dew. If snow falls tomorrow, petals will fall in spring. The appearance of the world is already a vague memory, and the induction of the soul has been collected silently by each other. Whether there is still a forgotten corner in life, whether there are still many reluctant memories in dreams, no matter what, blessing is always the best farewell, no matter what, the pain in heart is also the best nostalgia. Fallen Flowers are like flowing water like years, fallen flowers are like flowing clouds in memory. A touch of touch, a touch of touch, is fate, and also a kind of beauty

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Someone was in a good mood yesterday and wrote a diary. Finally, he found that it could not be saved, so the diary was lost. Today, he was not in a good mood, and the defective products he wrote were preserved. I have never learned to be calm. Isn’t the so-called calm and numbness the same story? Knowing that it can no longer be reversed or changed, so I accept the reality, life and everything about you, so the realm becomes suddenly enlightened, so I calm down and calm down, and everything is fine, it’s just that the original thing is missing, how terrible! Down the river, everything goes down the wind and down the water, behind which there is a soul of surrender hidden; Up the upstream, there is incomparably painful entanglement, endless difficulties and obstacles can not see the direction, but this kind of spiritual polishing really proved that he was still alive, sober and painful, persistent, and do not forget his original heart. Just like my little sister, she is as beautiful as a small family Jade. She has never been fat and tossed back and forth for that few jin. Today, she even talked about closing the door. The reason is that she is a little fat and everyone loves beauty, if she was rarely entangled with pain like that, but she really loved her persistent and earnest spirit, if there was no goal in life, everything could be easily reached and everything could be done at will, would such a life be meaningful on Earth? Everyone needs a reason to stick to it and live well. About everyone wants to break cocoons into butterflies, and layers of cocoons are hardships. As long as the cocoons are persistent, how thick are the cocoons? Why don’t you dare to weave cocoons or become butterflies? Even if it can’t become a butterfly, it is also a brave moth. The summer at the age of 17 is always so beautiful and boring. At that time, the grass was green and green, the night wind touched my face, and my little aunt was wearing thin pink lace, which was just a layer as thin as a cicada’s wing. When the wind passed, that layer of gauze leaned over, she snuggled up to her waist which was softer than the yarn. The Yan Yan was light and the Yingying was soft. She was as clear as a fairy, and her little aunt, who often didn’t eat for a day, was as if she wanted to fly in the evening wind. She is the rhyme of poetry and poetry. At that time, dreams and Xiao Jie were greedy for the twilight, looking for all kinds of flowers in the night wind; And I tried my best to find poems in the mixed tree shadows. After so many years, they no longer look for flowers in dreams, nor do I look for poems. It seems that everything has no trace, and it seems that everything has never gone far. Dreams come from spring to autumn, painful and persistent, happy and sad weight loss, year after year, my neuroticism, forever ill and incomplete mood, for many years and many days, we used different ways to commemorate that summer, the initial and final beauty. Because in such a summer, we have been trapped for those years, maybe we will still be trapped, and Xiaojie will also be trapped in the future. Hundreds of millions of minutes and seconds are just repeated constantly, reflect the beauty that has passed away. If one word is wrong, the only wish is to make a mistake rather than fail; The only wish is that dream and I should never forget our original heart and live up to that summer. Like (prose editor: Di Mo Chengshang) the 30th year of my WeChat era

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Love, this thing, is very sweet at first, and bitter at last. In this way, love comes quietly, just as it goes quietly. If one day, I have no intention to meet you, then love is destined to be at the right time. Like (prose editor: Ke Er) the 30th year of my WeChat era

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Night, quiet; Wind, cold, cold night swept away the noise of the day, only loneliness, only me. With the yearning of the whole season, the cold wind climbed up the treetop gently sometimes, ran wild sometimes, hung disappointment on the branches sometimes, and poured sorrow on the wilderness sometimes. Thick and light, deep and shallow, it drains into the wall shadow of time, and fades into the waves of time far away. However, when you carefully feel the pain from the stars and the faint wounds, you will feel a lot of thoughts from the bottom of your heart, wandering in, find. I am used to thinking in the wind, and my heart flies with the dead leaves, full of bitterness and mottled on the ground. The lifted memory flows in the bleak Cold, rolling up as injury, stretching as pain and permeating the wind and dust; A bay of thoughts spread quietly, stretching along the green vines of memory and blooming. Pavilion Day cool cloud light, trail path wind rustling. The wind spreads emotions, rolling up pieces of ancient style, whispering in the corridor of the eaves corner, dancing alone in the small pavilion of the Wall Hall, throbbing the common feeling for a lifetime; The cloud smiles, dripping half a pool of clear frost, drunk lying in the dead leaves, the damaged dead branches were red, and the pond was full of cold smoke. In the dim light, memory always draws your outline without reservation, smiles, turns around, wanders ink and backs. Those moments, though a moment of warmth, are eternal love. A cold night moon, what time is it. In the old days, the pavilions and pavilions were full of worries and endless thoughts of tobacco. A heart, a thousand sorrows, love; Half a cup of wine, a drunk, ask for love. I know that I can’t hold your hands smartly, nor can I delete you from the memory panel by taking advantage of the thin edge of this life to describe the previous edge of the next world. That green loneliness gathers in my heart, with ten fingers of cohesion, the Golden string ends the year of Sihua, and the Yao piano sounds are disconsolate. Can a single finger of the clear tone hold the yearning? Thoughts always drift unconsciously. When walking through the old and new wounds, the unconscious touch will always shock the most sensitive wounds. The past dribs and drabs will always come for no reason. The scenes will be staged one by one, and the sentimental feelings will always come together quietly one by one. The past days and nights have been sealed up by the years and become the classic of the heart; The love that has been precipitated, it seems that the sea tide is coming every night, dancing with Willow, and bending with the moon, pressing down to the end of Su Yan’s pen, pouring a piece of cold, ruthless is not like sentimental bitter, an inch is still thousands of strands. Standing quietly in front of the wind, the sound of bamboo flute fluttered beside my ears. I was drunk with the moon, my face was full of beauty, my broken stars were charming, my eyebrows were flashing and my mind was on my mind, telling me about the hunting breeze and the poetic years, follow a natural and Frank love, restore the most admiring time, and put the most perfect you in the most beautiful space. I know that in your world, I can only be a clear dream. I didn’t leave for a long time because I didn’t want to see the ending of flowers falling so early. Shan pillow half bed, dream back to the old dynasty when the moon is bright; Jade flute flies, flowers fall in the end of the world. At this time, although it was only a half-volume dream, I knew very well that there would still be you as before in the corridor of the elegant environment of Qing Ci. Pond grass enters poetry because of dreams, begonia with hatred is no fragrance, you are not pond grass, but into my poetry; I am not begonia, but curling your half-life love wounds. Love, escaped the wind and frost of four seasons, but could not hide the looking back of years. Keeping half a window Moon, Mei Ying gradually went up to the screen window, as if your outline was shallow, your eyes were hazy, and you stretched out your palm, but you didn’t want to touch the wound from the dust for a long time. Looking for winter, I have been singing ice and cold, but there are still withered vines around the branches; Waiting for you, we can know that the infatuated are better than the epilepsy, Nai, Qing bottle jade flute. The wind, relieving emotions, always accompanied me tirelessly, coming fiercely, blowing up the calm of forehead and the persistence of feet; Clearing up the complicated thoughts hastily, walking through the wind, I don’t want to be filled with worries and hit the loneliness in the wind. The broken dreams flow with the wind. Maybe in destiny, you are the flowing dust that I can’t catch in my whole life. I always look at you, but it’s hard to keep two or two; Rouge tears, stay drunk, when heavy, since people grow up, they hate the water and the East, and only sigh that creation makes people. The wind blows the old years, making it easier for Zhu Yan in the mirror; Lovesickness is engraved in the dust, causing some dust. Sake, sorrow, drunk, sad; Cold wind, heart, acid, tears. There is no trace in the night, and after pouring over loneliness, it will draw a deep and dark wound; Fengben is dust-free, running over the oath and engrave the love in the world of mortals. Looking back and looking shallow, the flowers are all gone, but only the desolation breaks the cocoon and becomes a butterfly, making a curve of yearning. There is no dust in the heart of water, not for poetry but for heart, and thousands of lovesickness words can be relied on.

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During the Dragon Boat Festival interview in Longwen Education, when I said that I was still a junior and had no courses next semester, HR replied: then you still have something to write for your graduation thesis! At that time, I didn’t know how to arrange this semester, because nobody could predict what they would face before this moment. Because of this, I know that even if I am anxious to find a job, I must be fully prepared and cannot use it with one heart. Only when you settle everything in the school can you find it again. In July, I ran in Guangzhou for a month, trying to try various job interview opportunities related to my major. No one knew what I really wanted to do, because my purpose is not to find a job, but to understand a variety of industries. When others don’t understand, they are sober and have tried it again and again. In August, I decided to enter a company to try the taste of work for the first time. After living for more than 20 years without working, I thought that I must enter a company, no matter what I do, even the work of assembly line, I will also try to experience it. As a result, I became a salesman and accompanied by many lovely partners. It was hard but worth recalling. There, I began to know how to think about issues about employment, life orientation, future direction and so on, and to think practically without fantasy. There, there are new gains and insights every day, which are the spiritual food to make up for precious gains, which can not be bought by money and can not be found elsewhere. Even though the dead skin under the soles of the feet is still falling today after more than a month, the body has worked hard for a month, and the soul has also gained a month, which is not completely equivalent exchange, but it can be regarded as another way of exchange! 7, 8 yue is expense and effort most of a vacation, for is graduation internship front prepared. Only with courage and confidence and the ability to deal with all walks of life can we be confident. Even though these are not the strongest at the beginning, they are always one step ahead of those who have never contacted. In September, I went back to school to choose the subject and tutor of the graduation thesis, read books and take the Mandarin test. Everything was going on according to the plan. In order to ensure that I could devote myself to it during the internship and not worry about the graduation thesis, he collected and integrated the materials with all his heart, found the direction, and spent less time than the plan, which proved that the previous reading was not in vain. Believe in yourself, reading a good book is more systematic and practical than reading 100 papers, and data collection and integration can come to an end first. 10 mid-, can ease mountain internship.

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In such a hot summer day, I remembered the silent snow that winter night and the amazing in my eyes that morning, and the unwillingness in my heart when I stepped on the white snow, and from the initial softness to the final hardness when I stepped on it were my only yearning at that time. The snow came without warning. What I saw was just waking up in the morning. The empty platform was covered with snow. Looking further, I saw the houses in the distance as well, the Treetop was full of white snow. I felt happy, and the mood of the day also became happy. After a while, the sun finally drove away the haze and spread warm on everyone’s body. It seemed that the people walking on the road didn’t notice such a change and still huddled themselves in the thick down jacket, I can’t wait to wrap myself into a zongzi. People in the South feel cold in winter. I leaned against the edge of the corridor, quietly looking at the snow which had been stained with soil in a large open space ahead, and my eyes never left for a long time. Looking? Someone stood beside me quietly. In snowy days, we always become more quiet than usual, perhaps we don’t want to destroy such a rare peace. Look, the snow is burning. Maybe because the people around me are the people I trust, I told my thoughts without hesitation. Hey, is it burning? Won’t snow hurt? People around me may be used to playing around with me. If you are burning, will it hurt? I am a little confused in my eyes and can’t see the margin. One sentence successfully made us fall into silence, or in fact, we were all enjoying such an afternoon that had snowed. The snow changed from Crystal six petals into a pool of clear water. The soil and dust which were originally stuck in the snow had already settled on the mottled cement floor, and it was not clear. After burning, it disappears, right? I tossed my head off the galloping thoughts in my mind, blaming myself for not thinking nonsense. However, thinking like this, the hot summer became cold without any origin.

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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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