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It was more than 30 years ago that I first met diary, and it was 25 years ago that I really loved to write diary. This was due to the car accident of my younger brother 25 years ago, not that car accident, not because of the misunderstanding of a female classmate and then had a good impression on her, and fell into the (unrequited love) Love Network and couldn’t get out of it. I am afraid that I will lose my life with literature. That was Gongyuan. On August 24, 1985, I went back to school as usual. I didn’t expect to be told that my brother had a car accident until more than ten o’clock. Parents, relatives and friends were so anxious that they had searched all the major hospitals in the city, but they had not seen their younger brother. I didn’t know what happened until later. At about eight o’clock that morning, my second uncle came to my house and asked my father: brother, did anyone go out today? I saw a shelf car along the road in the east of the village, which looked like ours. Father said: The Third Army (called his younger brother at home) went to sell vegetables this morning. After that, they went to have a look together. At this time, they were anxious. The car turned over and lay in the ditch on the roadside. Some of the wax gourd in the ditch were rotten and some were cracked, which were very messy, but the driving car was missing. Both parents and relatives ran to find his younger brother. It was not until ten o’clock that he realized that his younger brother met his neighbor’s aunt and aunt on his way back and took him to the county health School hospital, the younger brother said that after the car hit him, he put him in the car and made a few rounds in the city. Finally, he was placed at the gate of a hospital in Xiguan (Zhongshan Hospital now) and ran away. At about eight o’clock in the morning, the working man only asked the injured brother who was lying on the ground when he saw him. No one took him to see him first, and the doctor didn’t say any medical ethics to save the Dead and heal the wounded. At that time, the favor was so weak. Later, my brother came back with pain, and there were six or seven miles in the period. I can’t imagine how my brother walked so far.! Since then, I have also changed and determined to learn literature well. Although I don’t know much about literature, the first thing is to write a good composition, I will start from the most basic. Accumulate more materials and keep a diary. Although it was during my second reading, I still insisted on taking the time of lunch break or class in the afternoon to go to the newspaper column of Xuchang High School which was a mile away from our school, read newspapers and make records twice a day. Almost rain or rain, for this reason, the teacher in charge of the class has not criticized me less. In this way, the annual national college entrance examination was held. In the examination room, when writing a composition, it is no longer like searching for dry intestines and rice as before. Because I have memorized a lot of things and broadened my mind, I can say that it is handy, and the Chinese level has improved by more than ten points compared with the previous year. Later, I entered the Junior College of Liberal Arts. I have been accompanied by my diary for 25 spring and autumn days and nights. It can be said that this year is the silver wedding anniversary of my first partner and me. I deeply love my second partner. But I love my first partner more, my soul partner. This year is also the anniversary of my 15-year marriage with my second partner. I love both of my partners very much. Hold your hands and grow old with you. Never leave, never give up, never regret for life. I love my first partner. Whenever I have something to say, I always want to say it to my first partner. She won’t be angry with me for a moment of incomprehension. She is so considerate, tolerant and kind. She doesn’t get bored with me every time I tell. My happiness, my distress, my sorrow, my sorrow. So docile. However, sometimes I dare not reveal my true feelings to her, because sometimes my second partner peeped at her, and after my thoughts and practices were seen by her, she would lose her temper to me if she couldn’t understand it for a moment, which would affect our relationship. For example, I met friends I hadn’t seen for many years, and I gathered together; For example, I met my favorite books in the street, and I bought them without hesitation; for example, my friend asked me for help for a short time. Can I help?…… Many happy, A lot of troubles, a lot of reluctance, how reluctant I am. At that time, my happiness and sorrow can only be deeply buried in my heart. At that time, I realized that when a man asked what he had to hide some private money, it was just like the pain of being stuck in his throat and not complaining. My second partner would not know it. Never leave, never give up, never regret for life. My two partners, please allow me to love you deeply. May you live in harmony, day and night. I also clearly remember that I didn’t remember any diary before I was 19 years old. Although the teacher also asked to keep a diary, it was just for learning. The diary of true love was written 26 years ago after my brother had a car accident. People who keep diaries usually have secrets in their hearts that they don’t want others to know. Therefore, people who keep diaries don’t want anyone to peek at them. I also remember that the title page of a diary clearly reads: spring is not coming, flowers are not blooming, and it is not right to peek at the diary. It is immoral to peek at other people’s diaries, but in my twenty years of keeping diaries, there have been several times when my diaries have been peeked. At that time, it was as uncomfortable and unforgettable as the scar was uncovered. In April 20, my diary was peeked by my classmates, and there was no place to hide any secrets that I didn’t want others to know. At that time, I fell in unrequited love with a girl in my class, and then I realized that it was a misunderstanding that made me start to fall in love. I didn’t know whether it was good or bad for I am, because of a classmate’s peek, and let several students in the same dormitory know. Later, in order to help me get out of the mire, one of my classmates asked the girl to tell her my feelings for her. Although I still couldn’t get out of that network in the following years, I didn’t know what would happen if the secret could be kept until now or longer. But at that time, being peeked at the diary could also be said to be a kind of pain for me. I also clearly remember that one day in April, 1992, the diary was peeped by my colleagues and torn off. At that time, I was selling sugar, tobacco and alcohol in a salesroom of the supply and marketing cooperative. I went to have a haircut on the morning of April 23. I didn’t expect to put my diary up before leaving. I remembered that he would read my diary when I had a haircut, but I can’t go back and let it go. Let him see. I knew that the diary had been peeked when I saw the diary was put on the book when I sent it back. Then he began to talk about his reason; He talked about the extra money from selling alcohol and tobacco, and gave his classmates the wine to make up for the loss; he said that he deducted 70 yuan of cigarettes from distant place, saying that lao fan and others had spent a lot of money to entertain people before; He said that he was angry after reading the diary; they said that I wrote them in the diary intentionally and wanted the manager to know; They said that the almost posthumous words I wrote were forced by them; They said that what he had done in the past two years was also worthy of me;……. Since he had read it, otherwise he wouldn’t have today’s explanation. Then I said: return the torn diary to me, and you have also read it and explained it, I also understand, give me to burn these four pages of diary. I could burn those few pages of diaries, but I couldn’t burn the history that the diary was stolen. I can’t add and write a few pages of diary I tore up completely. Even if I don’t add it, when I see the incoherent diary, I will still think of this unforgettable memory. He also said that I was a gentleman with the heart of a villain. He peeked at his colleague’s diary and tore it up. Can it be called a gentleman? It is infringement! Even if I wrote his bad words, only myself knew it, and it was just to vent the depression in my heart. It did not harm him and did not have any negative effects on him, but his actions made me disdain. I can’t find a reliable friend and write what I want to say in the diary. Is this guilty? Besides, my diary is neither public nor ready to be made public. Nearly two or ten years have passed, and I don’t want to say anything more. I just want to say that everyone should be self-respecting, and self-respecting will win the respect of others. After this, I didn’t expect another thing happened four years later when my diary was peeked. After getting married, my wife knew that I had the habit of keeping a diary, and curiosity drove her to read my diary several times secretly. Sometimes she would feel that reading my diary was a kind of enjoyment, but she was also angry with me because she peeked at my diary, which made the couple cold war for many days and became the same passers-. After knowing that she would peek at my diary, I lost some fun again. Because I can no longer freely vent my depression, happiness and thoughts. There are often times when couples have to say nothing, which mostly takes into account the incomprehension of the other party and is afraid of affecting the harmony of the relationship. Sometimes you can only enjoy your own difficulties and joys and sorrows. Some of his behaviors were said out to be angry for fear that the other party could not accept them. At that time, they were only written in the diary. A diary is just a diary, not a novel, but a true exposure of personal thoughts. A diary is a free space of personal soul, where only one can say nothing and be a true self. Everyone should respect the spiritual paradise of others. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring

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