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In Grade 9, he and I were divided into the same class. At that time, he sat behind me and we were divided into the same group. There are four girls and two boys in our group. Every time it was our turn to work together, these two boys would be lazy. Their reason was always: look at how could we move these jobs with our small arms and legs. At that time, his impression on me was too melodramatic, so his impression on me was not so good. He likes sleeping very much, especially in English class. Once, he slept in the English class and was seen by the English teacher. The teacher was very angry and asked him to stand up, but he didn’t stand up, and even pushed his mouth to the teacher. Because of this, he impressed me even worse. Although he and I were front and back tables, he and I didn’t say much. Later, he added my QQ, and we chatted frequently, so my impression of him changed a lot. Once I had a long-distance race in PE class, I ran the last one. He laughed at me on QQ. I sent him the last one, which is also the first. He was speechless immediately after reading it. In the second semester of junior three, we entered the review and devoted ourselves to fighting for the senior high school entrance examination. At that time, I studied very well and he always consulted me, especially in mathematics. As time goes by, we gradually get familiar with each other, get closer to each other, and have more words between us. My girlfriends all said that he liked me, and asked I am whether he liked him or not. I said that I only regarded him as my friend, I am wouldn’t like him. Soon, he confessed to me. At that time, I only said something to him to let me think about it, so he gave me a week to think about it, after hearing this, people in the class all told me to promise him because they thought he was really good. A week later, he asked me whether I agreed. At that time, I told him to think about it. But this time, he didn’t give me time, but directly asked me how long do you plan to think about this time, one month? Two months? Or a year? Two years? I looked at him and said could it take so long? If you can, then the relationship is very good. He just rolled his eyes at me and then told me that if you don’t agree, I won’t study hard. At that time, I just thought: promise, promise, anyway, it will soon be the senior high school entrance examination, and break up with him after the examination. So I agreed. The thing that I promised him soon spread out. The whole third grade people knew it, even parents and teachers. But they didn’t care about us, because they were going to take the senior high school entrance examination soon. They were afraid that it would affect our study. Under my persuasion, he began to learn English, while under his supervision, I took good exercise. At that time, we had to go to night self-study, from ten o’clock to ten o’clock. After the night self-study, everyone would be very hungry, and he would go to the store every day to buy some snacks for my roommate to bring me back. It seems that I rely on him unconsciously. After the senior high school entrance examination, I didn’t propose to break up with him, because I was used to the feeling of having him around me, and it was not until later that I realized that I used to become dependent. Before the senior high school entrance examination, he once asked me whether I would forget him if I broke up with him one day. I told him that I was assured that I would definitely forget you. The reason why I said that was that I didn’t want to admit that I liked him. After hearing what I said, his eyes flashed a trace of sadness, but soon he told me that I am wouldn’t let you forget me. At that time, I didn’t understand what he meant, but soon I knew. Because one night, he kissed me without my consent. At that time, my thoughts were relatively conservative, so I was very angry and said to him that you were satisfied, and I would not forget you. Then he turned around and left, but he took my hand. Please forgive him. Finally, I forgive him. That summer vacation, I was particularly interested in constellation. I studied the personality characteristics of Sagittarius and Aries throughout the summer vacation, except for the time when he came to me. It is said in the book that Sagittarius and Aries are born pairs. After reading it, I feel very happy. Later, the game of name-based marriage was popular on the Internet, and the difference between my name and his name was zero. The difference was zero, which meant that there was a pair in the sky and a pair on the ground. At that time, I thought this might be fate. I accepted him early in my heart. However, after entering high school, we had less contact and our relationship became weaker with the passage of time. Finally, one day he broke up with me on QQ. I didn’t say anything after reading it, but that night, I cried. It was also in that night that I found out how much I liked him, but I didn’t urge him to stay because of my saving face, even without saying a word. Later, my grades declined sharply, and I also became depressed because of this. Everyone said that falling in love would not affect my study, but I really believed that falling out of love would happen. Until I was promoted to the second year of senior high school, I told myself that I couldn’t fall down any more, so I made great efforts to make progress, and my grades were stable at medium level. Sometimes I think of him and what I have tested. Only one day, I find that I am not Aries, and my name is not zero. Because of my years of habit, I wrote one more of my names, which made the difference between our names zero, thus weaving a beautiful dream for myself. Only when I woke up did I realize that I had been wrong for so many years. From then on, I no longer paid attention to the constellation, even didn’t want to hear it. Seeing anything about the constellation, I no longer believed in fate. Occasionally one day I read a sentence from the book that when you like me, I don’t like you; When you fall in love with me, I begin to like you; When you leave me, I fall in love with you. I felt that this sentence was very suitable for me, so I collected it. He always wanted to hear me say I love you, but I never said it. Now I want to say it, but he is gone. If God gives me another chance, I will definitely tell that boy that I love you, and I have to add a deadline to it after the day. I hope it will last ten thousand years. Spring elimination snow Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Cook a

Not waiting for the fallen flowers, not waiting for the autumn moon, this autumn, I am only responsible for cooking a pot of clear and light tea, waiting for a person to walk from the vast mountains and rivers. The wind only blows around the deep mountains, and autumn becomes deep. The falling sunshine, wandering clouds and dead leaves all have the smell of autumn. Boil a pot of tea and write a quiet poem along the traces of autumn. But everyone knows that this kind of poetic heart lacks the most special taste except tea fragrance and autumn. Listening to tea friends talking about Pu’er tea, he said: raw tea is a wild and unruly horse, and sitting on its back will be an adventure of ups and downs all the way. It is flamboyant and proud. You can’t predict whether you will be surprised or disappointed next second. Because of this, people are always looking forward to it. Cooked tea? Ripe tea can only be a gentle donkey. It will be at ease, warm and friendly like an old man. However, I fell in love with cooked tea because of bad intestines and stomach, because of its proper and gentle nature. You can rush for hundreds of times in crazy and exciting games, and look arrogant like a princess wearing beautiful high heels, but in the end, you have to go back to reality and take off your arrogant posture, live in a safer and safer way. When I said to buy a teapot, he went to the tea market to find it. When he came back, he brought back some ripe ones, sweet osmanthus, rose and jasmine. Every afternoon, when the sun shines into the house, I will boil water and prepare tea. I like watching the moment when tea meets, tea stretches its muscles and bones because of the nourishment of water, and water becomes bright and beautiful because of the color of tea. It is said that women are like water, where are men? The man should be tea. After picking, frying and baking, he put it on the shelf, waiting for a gentle and delicate woman like water to warm his dry heart and comfort his reserved and silent soul. In this autumn, I looked at the sky of the city again and again. Sometimes it was rainy and sometimes it was sunny. I walked around the streets again and again, looking at the people coming and going on the road. I knew that no one was you, and no one could be you. Therefore, I used to cook tea. Looking at the ups and downs of pieces of tea leaves, leaning against the thick tea fragrance, reading some words lazily, sometimes reading out of mind, I don’t know where I went. If you are not lonely, how can you be lonely? Before tea arrives, water also has a world of water. When he experienced the wind and sun in the remote mountains, the high temperature frying of a big pot and the poison of the Sun, he then pressed it tightly and stood there in a perfect packaging. He only needs a pure boiling water to comfort his suffering and tired heart, and a gentle hug to let him release and rely peacefully and warmly. As for water, it may be pure and sweet deep mountain spring, or it may be just ordinary tap water. Before meeting tea, she had no idea that she could be so soft, put down all the guard and impulse, and become quiet and gentle. She watched him stretch his body and body bit by bit, becoming full bit by bit, and finally regained his emerald appearance. If water is already tempted when it meets tea, then the love at this time is a deeper understanding. We experienced boiling together and went to plain. The time when happiness depends on each other is similar to this warm afternoon. The sunshine is very quiet and the wind is very light. You are not in a hurry to pass by the distance, and I am waiting here at ease. You are tea, I am water, I will make you in this life. No matter you are an old tree raw tea that is hard to tame or a gentle and tasteless aged ripe tea, if you meet it, please remember that the cup of tea soup that we did not renew last life will continue in this life. Boil a pot of water, I will wait for someone who is like tea. Autumn is deep, then winter; Winter is over, then next year. The water of time is very deep. If you can’t meet you until you go deep, then let time fly faster, let flowers bloom faster, grass wither faster, and your steps also go faster. In autumn, boil a pot of tea, wait for someone to watch a tea story. Wen/Xi Zui shallow dream Pen: 2015.9.24 QQ:2456636523 like (prose editor: drops of ink hurt) spring snow Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Worship

When I was having lunch, I found something black appeared in the bowl, and instinctively picked it up with my hands. Then I realized that there was a flickering black shadow in my right eye, which was projected into the bowl. My mother-in-law said: It may be the same as me. It is the precursor of cataract. Come on, I will give you a drop of medicine to treat cataract. I also thought it was cataract, so I asked my parents to take some medicine. I thought it would be good after a while, and I didn’t care at all. After lunch, I took my grandson to the Liberation Monument Guotai Grand theater to watch the performance of Ukrainian artists in Chongqing. When I went out, I obviously felt a lot of dark clouds fluttering in my right eye, which made my heart vaguely uneasy. However, these two tickets are very valuable. In order to let my grandson see this rare performance, I still plucked up courage and insisted on taking him there. The theater is black, and the black clouds in the eyes are integrated with such an environment. After entering the theater, there is no feeling at all. In addition, it is a happy thing to accompany my grandson, I am also happy to see him happy, completely forgetting the hidden danger of eyes. As soon as I went out of the theater, I saw the light, which really scared me a lot. It was much more powerful than when I came in. A wisp of dark clouds floated out of the glasses frame, like the flood of breaching the bank, I felt nervous and knew that it must be the bleeding of the glass body of my eyes. This situation was very strange. The outside of my eyes was fine. People who didn’t know could not see that my eyes were bleeding at all, only you can feel the surging waves in your eyes. Hurry up and send my grandson back to their home. I must go to the hospital. On the way to the hospital, dark clouds completely covered my right eye vision, like patches of black snowflakes falling into my eyes. Fortunately, there was another eye that was good, and I could still hold it strong, turning a blind eye, turning a blind eye and driving on the road, I carefully grasped the steering wheel and drove towards a top three hospital which was close to my home. Standing in front of the doctor, you really have no confidence. You have to be respectful to let them teach you how old you are? Why are you so irresponsible to yourself? When did the blood come out? With so much blood, why didn’t you come in time? Do you know this is very dangerous? If you don’t do well, it will be a catastrophe! The doctor’s words made me feel ashamed and uneasy. I thought: it’s over. It’s over. I may have to operate on my eyes this time. I may not be able to keep them. Maybe I will be a one-eyed dragon in the future. I was arranged to be hospitalized immediately. The doctor said: This patient is one of the most dangerous patients at present. Her eyes can’t detect the reason. It is totally a bubble of blood. She must lie still and completely, put your head high and let the blood sink. Both eyes should be tightly wrapped up, even the eyeballs can not move, infusion, stop bleeding. At this time, I had nothing to worry about. Anyway, when I arrived at the hospital, everything was listened to the doctor. I was like an obedient child, lying quietly. It is not a game in general sense to cover your eyes and lie still. It is a helpless treatment. For the first time in my life, I was knocked down on the hospital bed with my eyes covered. My heart was extremely cold. No one accompanied me. It seemed that I was lying quietly. In fact, the complex agitation in my heart was beyond words. I know that my bad eyes are the result of blood inheritance. My mother’s eyes are very bad. I inherited my mother’s problems. When my mother was young, she had high myopia and was a little older, the fundus problem came out. We took mother to the hospital for examination. Although the doctor said that mother’s fundus was almost dead and it was not easy to have cataract, we still insisted that the doctor did cataract surgery for mother. Later, it was true that as the doctor said, to no avail, my mother’s eye disease did not improve at all. Other organs of mother’s body are all good, only the eyes make her suffer a lot. The eyes are not good, and she has fallen down several times. The last time she broke the bones of her legs, which reduced the quality of life, it also shortened her life span for many years, and her poor mother was blind when she left. My mother belonged to sheep, and I also belonged to sheep. It was said that the women belonged to sheep suffered a lot, which seemed to be true. I almost inherited all the signs in my mother’s life. In those days, I lay still in the white world of the hospital. Apart from thinking of my mother, I played back the impermanent life like a movie while my brain was empty, I saw a lot of joys and sorrows flooded by years, and many ups and downs were covered by dust. People, it is really not easy to walk in the world. I am born, old, sick and dead, miserable, and frustrated. The tide rises and falls, who can escape? What are the gains and losses that cannot be put down? Is there anything you need to argue with me? Life is the last two words: give up! Give up everything you ‘ve worked so hard to get, give up the grudge you care so much, come from there, and go back there. Lying quietly in the quiet space of the hospital, forgetting the noisy world, only the original vital signs are yours, and the tranquility is still far away. I believe that in such a special time, those wisest people will inevitably think about this kind of problem, even if I am silly. Of course, it was painful to think about this kind of problem, and my heart was also cold. I didn’t know why in those days, I always thought of a poem written by Lu You when he was old and sick, and when he was quiet at night: jiang wo deserted village not self-pity, sunsi for guo rong Luntai. Late into the night lying wind rain, cavalry Glacier dream come. Lu You, as a soldier, did not feel empty and lonely because of his old age, nor did he feel sad and pessimistic because of the isolation of barren villages. In his empty world, he slept in the night and listened to the sound of wind and rain, as if the horses were screaming, in the past, a long sword was in hand, the back of the horse was all-powerful, and the sword was shining on the ice, which was a glorious time worth showing off. At the same time, when people listened to the wind and rain at night, Lu You’s feelings of soldiers formed a great contrast with mine. I didn’t have any passion, and wisps of sorrow came to my heart. Many patients around are accompanied by relatives. Thinking about the muddled life, When I was old, I was still enveloped by loneliness, and the coolness came out of my spine. I have been worried that I am ill and hospitalized. What should I do if my worried husband is left unattended? He is mentally disabled and has inconvenient hands and feet. What if he falls down? What should I do in case of sudden illness? No! I must tell the doctor, let me leave the hospital early, I will go home and watch my husband. Alas! Forget it, forget it, don’t think about it, listen to the doctor, I remind myself not to think so much, good people have their own natural appearance, so I silently read in my heart: Amitabha, Amitabha, amitabha’s eye disease is half a month in hospital, and his heart is like a glacier swimming far away. A blank past, with the wind and rain into the dream garden. Thanks for the blessing of Bodhisattva, I had such a fierce eye disease, and there was a turning point a few days later. The doctor saw my bleeding point through the instrument. Even they didn’t believe it. There was only one place for my bleeding point, they thought I had a large area of capillary burst or retina shedding. The young female doctor who gave me laser suddenly became a living bodhisattva in my eyes. She was so gentle and amiable, and her hands were so powerful to rejuvenate. When she checked me with the instrument, through reflection, I saw the secret in my eyes, which was deep in mountains, rivers, forests, sky, no wonder people describe the eyes as windows of the soul. It turns out that there is a small universe inside the eyes. I remembered that when my son was just one month old, one day I held him in my arms, and the little guy looked at me. The pupil without any pollution was so clear, and the furry blood vessel looked like a flower spreading out, filar silk clearly visible. I was suddenly a little afraid to look down. In my clear eyes, a feeling of awe surprised me. No wonder someone would burst into tears when looking at each other. This eye disease made me know more deeply that among human organs, eyes are the most worshiped place. They are the second life of human beings. What can you do without eyes? No eyes is the disability in the disability, and you can’t lack eyes without anything! I know a blind man who gave massage to my husband many years ago. They all say that there are ten blind men and nine monsters. It’s true that this blind man is smart and handsome, and he can play and sing everything, he has a great memory. He can remember who you are with his voice. As long as he approaches him, he knows who you are without speaking. I asked him, why do you know the world? He said that he knew the world by the touch of voice and hands. I asked him, is there any color in your world? He said he didn’t know what color was. I asked him, is there any color in your dream? He said no, there was no change in the day and night, and it was all black. He told me that his greatest wish was to see the world, even if he could only see it at one glance. People’s memories and thoughts are stored in their minds. Sparks and Thunder flashing at a certain frequency can make people feel deeply. Suffering from eye diseases, they think of a conversation with the blind many years ago, it is like thunder rolling on the ear. The biggest wish of the Blind is to have a look at the world. We people with complete heads and tails don’t know the pain of disability, and we don’t know the blessing in the blessing. What a sin! I was discharged from the hospital, and finally I was discharged from the hospital. My bad luck and depression could finally be released. I was discharged from the hospital, and finally I was discharged from the hospital. Even the Sun knew that I was going to leave the hospital today, showing a smile in the clouds. When was the most sober person, and the moment I walked out of the hospital, I thought of a few words: maybe you never have money from others, but you have to be satisfied, because there will always be someone poorer than you, maybe you will never be less beautiful than others, but you should be confident, because there will always be someone uglier than you, maybe you will never be smarter than others, but you should be proud, because there will always be someone more stupid than you. Maybe you will never be happy than others, but you should be calm. Because there will always be someone more painful than you. Maybe you will never be as smart as others, but you should be lucky, because some people’s biggest wish is just to have a look at the World praise (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Put down

The pendulum of the clock has never stopped. Every second now is the past of the next second. The moon tonight will also be the past of tomorrow, the future is always the place we can’t see in the next second, while in the past, we have really gone through. The years of mountains and rivers, the cycle of seasons, the joys and sorrows, the gains and losses, as well as the twists and turns of the heart. I have experienced a heart-stirring thing and some headache moments, and I will tell myself, forget it, eat a cut, grow a wisdom, and pay attention to it next time. However, in the dead of night, I always chew the silhouette of those memories repeatedly, regret what should not happen with the regret that broke my head, and curse myself for being too careless, curse the ups and downs of fate, and at the same time hate those people who are associated with it so much that they gnash their teeth. This feeling is like the devil following himself, always rushing into his mind at unexpected moments, corroding his thoughts and torturing his soul. People’s hearts are like duckweed floating on the sea, as if they can never reach the shore and find a sense of security. With the rise and fall of the sea water, I am uneasy, agitated, confused and afraid. These restless emotions torture me at any time, instead of touching the reef and encountering the wind and waves, the nervous mood will follow you for a long time like a shadow. Once you are bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of the well rope for ten years. The tension in your heart comes from the shadow that you can’t put down, the shadow that you have in your heart, the shadow in, just like an invisible rope, winding in the depth of memory, it reminds me of the deep blood stains and faint pains under the brain Heller all the time, once there was a story, the blood stains that were once sprinkled on the road. In the past, it was the overnight tea. No matter what kind of fire was used to warm it, it lost its fragrance. Even though the lingering fragrance was around the beam, it could only be the fireworks on the other side, the moon in the mirror. If the text message of the mobile phone is not deleted after a long time, the memory will be occupied. If the information box is full, the new text message will not come in. When the message prompt is heard, open the mobile phone and see that the message is full, when new information cannot be displayed, it is too late to delete it. Only by deleting the information you have seen at any time and letting the memory of the mobile phone have free capacity to receive new text messages can the mobile phone play its real role. During the Spring and Autumn period, Duke Huan of Qi put aside the past grievances and put Guan Zhong in his place. Finally, with the help of Guan Zhong, he won the world. Han emperor Liu Bang put the past behind, seal yong chi square Hou, consolidate the world the hearts and minds. The heart is like a needle, then everything is pessimistic, only to see flaws, ignoring the overall situation. The heart is as wide as the sea, which can accommodate thousands of rivers. Only by absorbing the absorption and precipitation can we make our world clear and sunny. If you don’t know how to put down big things and small things, what you are tired of is not only your present, but also tomorrow. Too many times, we look for yesterday’s footprints in today’s sunshine and waste our time. There will always be a kind of self-liberation but stupid words in the deep of my heart inexplicably. If what happened at the beginning, then what was the result? If what happened at that time, then what happened now. I would rather comfort my fragile soul with such a boring assumption than put down the past and face the current sunshine well. The heart can be enlarged or narrowed, and the memory can be very long or very short. Walking in the troubled world of mortals every day and living a life of daily necessities, everyone has a little selfishness more or less. If they earn justice, they can laugh. After a few days, they forget and suffer losses, he will tie a knot in his heart. As long as he doesn’t understand, no one will understand. In life, the past is always an indelible mark. No matter whether you are happy or not, whether you are proud or not, what happened cannot be changed. No one can go back to the past by a time machine and reverse Qiankun, no one can buy regret medicine and start all over again. The only way to get rid of the past is to let the bad things of yesterday turn into clouds before the first ray of sunshine today rises, leaving no shadow in my heart. Spring elimination snow Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Yan Long

In fact, it was not cheating, but her husband was still connected with her first love. The woman lived in Beijing, and her husband would go to Beijing on business every few months. The man has a successful career, and he also cares about his family at ordinary times. He goes home to cook almost every day when he is so busy. However, this elder sister didn’t work and stayed at home all day. She was not slim and her belly was like a rubber ball. My elder sister asked me what to do? In fact, it depends on what result you want. If you want to break up this family, then you go to make troubles. If you want to continue to live in harmony, pretend that you don’t know whether you should eat, drink or not, and he will naturally take back his heart. I said like this, many people must scold me, you are encouraging cheating! Of course not. I’m just talking about humanity. Cheating is nature for a successful man. Wisdom is acceptance. What you accept is not your man, but human nature. In fact, excellent men all have this problem. If you have to say that there is no problem with your own man, either this man is too bad or he is deceiving himself and others. This elder sister, I can guess from the description that it should be the result of rural entrepreneurship. She thinks that she is the most beautiful and has prejudice against makeup since she was a child. There are many in Shandong, and there are still many backward prejudices. At first, the people who applied lipstick and striae were all ladies, which also led to people’s resistance to make-up from the bottom of their bones. But conversely, do you really accept yourself now? You don’t accept it yourself, how can you expect your husband to accept you? A woman who makes a man not impulsive is a failure. This elder sister’s belly is like a ball, and she can’t hold it in a hug. How can she attract her husband? It is difficult to attract men on the street. Our units have elder sister, son university have graduated, but looks and 30-year-old like. Look at her dress and behavior. Every detail looks like a star,. Sometimes I wonder if her husband will dislike her? Maybe she is the only one who dislikes others. The key is that she has also done well in her career, not only in charge of being beautiful as flowers, but also in the words often said by friends who cooperate with her: I thought you were a vase! Many women think that they can take good care of their children and do their jobs well. Why do they dress up so beautiful? It’s not to seduce wild men. But it is also very important to be in the hall. Women should give their men extra points. The better a man is, the more outstanding a woman should be. Human nature cannot be suppressed. Everyone is a magnet. The better the magnetic force is, the greater the magnetic force is. Women are the same as men. If they are excellent, they will naturally attract men to chase her, it is natural that excellent men will be sucked away. Xiaoyu, my junior high school classmate, married the boss of a big hotel here. Since getting married, Xiao Yu has never been to work again. She is very beautiful, tall and has a good figure. She was very strict with her husband, who was always obedient. I reminded her that she must find something to do, but she became wild and had no mind to go to work. I asked her if she had a sense of crisis? She said, only I kick my husband. What happened after the divorce? What can a woman in her 40 s do? Now I am following a taxi driver. I heard that the man hit her several days ago. Spring elimination snow Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Life

Wen/Ren Zuoping QQ524922862 sometimes, at that moment, there was a kind of grievance that had no place to vent. I wanted to delete all my friends, reset my memory, and didn’t struggle with some stabbing words, grief! Ask yourself? As? Why, but I still struggle, block my heart, unspeakable sadness, nowhere to vent, depressed or unhappy! Why is that kind of high-spirited posture, why? If you need to vent, maybe others are not in the wrong position! The entanglement of others is not unreasonable, but the fact. In front of the truth, the truth is reversed! To put it bluntly!! If something is wrong, it is wrong. You don’t need to take your misunderstanding as the right to blame others. Don’t look at others with high spirits and ignore others’ self-esteem, respect is exchanged with each other, not power. Everything is justified! Don’t regard your own point of view as others’ ignorance. Sometimes, you just don’t think too much, so you are willing to be a stupid person! No one is stupid, not so simplistic, ignorant and careless. Too many times, they choose tolerance and comfort themselves! Wipe your heart, let all the marks disappear, no pain or itch! There is nothing that can’t be done in life, only the dignity that can’t be put down, dealing with things, taking a step back, I am willing to take one hundred steps back, in exchange for what others see, the vast sky! Looking up at the sky, the sky is still very blue, not sad for anyone’s sadness. Day after day, others are nothing, just a chapter of life! If you turn over it, you will be over. Put down your tangled self-esteem and the so-called disapproval. I am still me, my true self and truth. Standing in front of the facts, nothing is more real than the truth!!! Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Mother

Although my mother is illiterate, I think she is an artist, at least in my eyes. When I was young, the living conditions in rural areas were not very good, but my ingenious mother always tried to deal with it. She managed the dressing and eating of the whole family, which was quite reasonable. In my impression, as for the main pasta alone, my mother would have many kinds of patterns, such as Rolls, steamed buns, steamed buns, steamed buns, steamed buns, fried pancakes, boiled buns, vegetable nests, Leek stacks, sugar bags, steamed stuffed buns, vegetable horns, bean paste bags, jujube cakes, and pancakes are various. Nowadays, the food on the table is relatively simple, basically buying steamed buns on the street, nothing more than Rolls, steamed buns, or sesame cakes and burning. I remember that at that time, steamed buns were divided into good flour buns and miscellaneous flour buns. Good flour buns are seldom eaten, but during the Spring Festival, we usually eat mixed flour buns, most of which are corn flour mixed with good flour. It tastes a little sweet, and sometimes it is mixed with sorghum flour to make steamed buns, my father is called Huali Tiger. Some people eat pure corn flour bun, golden and golden. It’s OK to eat it once in a while, and it’s a little prickly to the throat after eating too much. The corn flour pot cake just out of the pot is delicious and delicious. When making steamed buns, my mother sometimes used noodles to make small animals such as swallows and hedgehog to coax us. Of course, it’s very simple. When the bun was almost finished, mother pulled a piece of dough, rubbed a strip on the board with both hands, then tied a knot, and pinched the head and mouth of the swallow with one hand, the other end is flattened with a knife, and the stripes are cut out, which can be regarded as the tail of the swallow. Finally, I picked two mung beans and pressed them into the head of the swallow as my eyes, so a swallow was made. When the steamed bun was finished, mother lifted the lid of the pot, and took out the swallow carefully. Ah, a white, steaming Swallow was presented in front of her, and she was really reluctant to eat it. Now the living conditions are good, so I don’t want to make mixed noodles. My mother’s needlework was also quite good. I remembered that at that time there was a needlework basket made of wicker, round, full of needlework and a small baggage, which was also my mother’s treasure, it’s just that there is nothing valuable inside, and it’s just some nice cloth for the lower legs. There was a large copper coin as a button in the package, which seemed to be Daoguang Tongbao with a diameter of about 4cm. Now I don’t know where to go, but I still have a fresh memory. Every time the neighbors got married with a wife and a daughter to cover the quilt, mother was indispensable. Everyone praised her good needlework and quick work. Later, my family bought a big bridge sewing machine. The old family called the clothes smashing machine, and my mother was even more powerful. As soon as she had spare time, her mother started to be busy with sewing machines, helping her family and neighbors. When I was young, the clothes we wore were all from my mother’s hardworking hands. Whether it was cotton-padded clothes, shoes, hats, socks, insoles, the size and style were all very suitable, we didn’t know how illiterate mothers learned it, which made us sigh. I remembered that my mother could make cotton shoes and tiger boots. At that time, I didn’t miss wearing cloth shoes made by my mother. My mother often said: wear cloth shoes to raise my feet. After arriving in junior high school, I seldom wear it because of good talk. Last year, in a thick book at home, I saw the shoes my mother used, including flat shoes, cotton shoes, Tiger boots and so on, as well as embroidered decorations. Every winter break, my mother never forgets my uncle in Cao County and makes a few pairs of cloth shoes for him. Actually, it’s nothing, just a kind of intention. A few years later, when I was fashionable to wear sweaters, my mother soon learned to knit sweaters, including woolen pants, woolen gloves, woolen socks, woolen hats and neckerchief, all of which were exquisite, so that the neighbors came to ask for the patterns and styles of sweaters. It can be said that it was my mother who used her hands to drive away the cold for us in those years. Father often told us that your mother was not simple, although she had never attended school. As for the cut cloth head, my mother was reluctant to discard it. She often sat on the sewing machine and made insoles carefully, TV covers, pillowcases and chair cushions. That is to say, after half a day, insoles, pillowcases and seat cushions with exquisite patterns and bright colors appeared in front of us like mother’s tricks. I think these works of my mother are very decorative, expressive, strong visual impact, and may also be the talent of a mother with unique aesthetic. When carrying the beautiful schoolbag that my mother sewed for us, I felt a kind of unspeakable happiness in my heart. I had a high rate of returning to school. Until now, the mother who wears the reading glasses will still make all kinds of insoles for us. There are wired hooks, embroidery and broken steps, which are simply rare artworks. When I was a child, I saw my mother had an operation on the chicken. One day, the careful mother found that the hen who could work was a little abnormal, and she felt dizzy when walking. She suspected that it had taken medicine by mistake outside. If it was not treated, she might die, mother a little painful. So I was asked to catch the sick chicken and bring it over. She found the blade used by her father to shave, pulled out the feather under the chicken neck and cut the chicken crop of the hen. As expected, there are undigested poisonous wheat grains in it. Take it out carefully, rinse it clean, sew the knife edge with needlework, and finally scatter some grass ash on the wound, then the operation is done. Not to mention, two days later, the chicken regained its vitality and began to lay an egg one day. At that time, I thought my mother was really good, a bit like a magical doctor, although it was a hen that saved the life. In my impression, my mother used sorghum straw to make pot beats (pot lid, dumpling drying and so on), which was indispensable in rural families at that time. She could make a beautiful feather duster from the feather she saved when killing chickens, which was no different from the feather sold on the street. My mother is also good at Pickles of various kinds, such as soy beans, tangsuan, dried turnips, salted eggs, pickled cucumbers, Potato Heads, tofu milk and so on. She has a wide variety of names, which adds a lot of flavor to the poor life in the past. Of course, when we were young, we played sandbags and shuttlecock, and mother took time to meet our small needs, which was economical and durable. When I was in junior high school, I liked running in the morning, and my mother even sewed a pair of sandbags on the leggings specially for me. To be honest, what was heavy was not only sandbags, but also mother’s care for her children. My mother was such a person. Although she was ordinary, she was willing to do it, loved learning, and was diligent and thrifty. Of course, I am also a teacher and an example in my life. Although I can’t learn my mother’s craft, I have inherited my mother’s attitude towards life, that is, no matter how life is, I must live well, don’t evade, don’t flinch, dare to face. 2015.11.14 like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Late

It is like thinking about a certain plot in the movie and putting yourself into it; It is like a spring dream, which is about to wake up; It is like Pu Songling’s “Strange Tales from a lonely studio”, which is just a daze, it is too small for the whole life to go to a strange place and become friends with a stranger. Now I find that I can’t face it normally. I don’t want to express it, and I don’t need unwilling understanding and comfort. I don’t want to live in a hypocritical space. Laughing is not necessarily happiness. I don’t know the sadness behind Crying. I don’t want to be greedy for the daily delicacies of mountains and seas. I don’t like famous clothes and expensive decorations. I don’t want to be rich and noble, try your best to accept an ordinary heart. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Trance

In a trance, I don’t know if I should write down these words. In the evening, the gray ceiling lamp on the roof of my bed, as long as I close the curtain and turn off all the lights, it will cause trouble on it like a ghost lamp. I can’t remember when it was like this, only in recent days did I notice it. In fact, everyone knows that this is not a big fuss, but for me, it is a big deal. Because, in recent years, I managed to eliminate the stubborn disease of taking sleeping pills for decades. In this way, don’t you want to repeat the chronic illness? Just like at this time, I squeezed my eyes and lay on the dark bed. I told myself not to think about anything and forced myself to fall asleep as soon as possible. But no, the light on the roof began to cause trouble again. I know I am causing trouble. I said I was squeezing my eyes, but actually I just opened my eyes at all. Mind and thought are more active than ever. I don’t know what I’m thinking. I just feel that my thoughts still stay in “on philology”, and stay in the signified, signifier, on the scene, I looked up at the flashing lamp, immersed in the trance in front of me, as if I had gained a new life, and my heart was empty. I almost forgot my existence and didn’t know where I was. It seemed that I was wandering in the vast and boundless words again, which was caused by my subconscious mind, but I couldn’t help knowing how to take my thoughts in. Therefore, I pressed the stream of consciousness, and quickly opened the sky blue light on the head of the bed. The gray-white ceiling lamp on the roof returned to its natural state. But I can’t turn on the light all the time. The purpose of turning on the light is to look for sleeping pills. Where to look? Sleeping pills that have not been taken for a long time, like an old friend, are strange to it for a while. Reluctantly, I stepped up from the Quilt, took my shawl casually and covered it on my shoulder. I want to search in the small bag I carry at any time, but no. Then I pulled my shoes, looking for them in the small medicine bag in front of the windowsill, but there was still no. I am in a hurry and want to look for it in the living room. However, before I moved away, a wonderful scene came into my eyes through the curtain. There was a round orange shadow in the middle of the branch of the huge green holly tree outside the window, shining brightly in it. I don’t believe this is true, or I am dreaming, or it is an illusion like I saw the black shadow when I was young. At the same time, I think, can this small bedside lamp have such a large light-emitting force, penetrating the beige curtain, penetrating the 5cm glass, and directly hitting the holly tree? I am no longer me. I have forgotten myself completely at this moment. I forgot everything and only felt that I was in another world, enjoying all the wonderful things in front of me and all the things created by nature for the night. I also saw the orange light and shadow shaking back and forth between the branches of the holly tree, as if I saw my running blood shaking in my heart. I even wanted to keep shaking like this. When I couldn’t myself, my little golden retriever screamed wildly. I woke up, go to the living room to find sleeping pills.. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

Even goods

Speaking of this question, I feel it’s a bit big. For me, a layman who knows little about drinking and tasting tea, how can I evaluate the tea culture in the north and south? However, after several visits and investigations of the Southern teahouses and the Northern teahouses, I have read Zhou Zuoren’s tea drinking for many times, Qin Mu’s tea drinking in bad villages, Chen Yuanlin’s kung fu tea in southern Fujian, I also read the teahouse in Sichuan written by Ma Shitu, a famous writer and calligrapher who often kept in touch with me, and only then did I have a deeper understanding of the tea culture in the north and south. Old Mr. Ma Shitu is from quasi-Sichuan. He wrote “teahouses in Sichuan”, which described the function of Sichuan teahouses in detail. I communicated with him many times, then I gradually realized that China is an old big family with multi-nationalities living together, the hometown of tea, and tea is China’s national drink. Tea trees are planted in southern China, such as Yunnan, Guizhou, Fujian, Sichuan, Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Tea culture has a long history in China and is called tea, Jia, Yuan, Ming, in the reign of Kaiyuan in Tang Dynasty, the character “tea” officially appeared in “words and meanings of Kaiyuan”, turning tea into tea. Until now, it has gone through a long time. The drinking of tea is to enter the Central Plains from the south, and slowly permeate into the North from the Central Plains. That is, South tea history than North long. The first time I understood the Southern tea culture was in 1999, when I was studying and inspecting in the tropical rainforest botanical garden in Hainan, I learned about the tea ceremony culture here by the way, and saw the authentic full set of tea set, I felt the profound connotation of Southern tea culture. Next, two local girls in Hainan who dressed very fashionably came over. They raised their hands very elegantly and stood on both sides of the tea table politely, telling the tea ceremony culture in the South in almost pure Mandarin, and we showed it to us with elegant movements on the spot. We introduced the tea drinking fluently into several tea lines: the first tea is called washed tea, which needs to be poured out after washing, and the second tea can be regarded as superior tea, it is better to use about 80 degrees of water to build tea, and the art of pouring tea is very particular. After a while, the mountains and rivers are high and the water flow is flowing, while Han Xin points up soldiers, drinking tea can also be divided into tea tasting and drinking. The girl, the action is so skillful. I listened, drank, and thought, it sounded interesting, which I had never heard. It smells like tea, which has never been tasted before. Thinking of galloping around, I was led into the deepest realm of drinking tea. I was amazed at the profound culture of tea ceremony in the South. We tasted Tieguanyin, Orchid Noble and so on introduced by Hainan girl, I think the tea is fragrant, and in order to make it worthwhile, everyone brought back two boxes. When I came back from Hainan, I wrote an article named “Travel Notes of Hainan”, which was published in Pingdu daily at that time. A large part of it was about the tea ceremony culture in the South. Suddenly one day, I had the honor to have a discussion and exchange with Chen Ying, the deputy director of the Municipal People’s Congress. She said that she had just come back from Hainan for study and investigation. After reading the articles I wrote, she felt deeply the same, I also talked about the tea ceremony culture in the South, which left a deep impression on me. This is my first personal experience of Southern tea culture. However, the real understanding of the connotation of the Southern tea ceremony is still known after reading Qin Mu’s “tea in bad villages is the best in the world. In the south, people who drink tea can be seen everywhere. There are usually small workshops, small stalls making gongfu tea on the roadside, and migrant workers often drink gongfu tea, even the farmers who went up the mountain to carry the burden also brought out the Kettle tea set when they had a rest in the road Pavilion to boil water and make tea. Drinking tea before and after meals was a common thing. Southerners drank tea just like northerners drank, it is so common and exquisite that I feel a little surprised. In my opinion, Southerners pay much attention to the connotation and form of drinking tea, but don’t pay much attention to it. They are not very fastidious about tea sets, tea pools, tea leaves, etc., while gongfu tea in the south pays much attention to tea sets, water, tea and brewing methods are very particular. The standard way of making tea should be high, and the flavor of tea should be poured out. The whole house is full of fragrance, low pour, and the spout should be close to the Cup surface to prevent the tea from fragrance. I think it makes sense. Northerners’s research on tea is also floating on the surface. Last year, a friend of Linyi brought me a box of tea cream with red luck, which was called the only tea at home and abroad, just like what I said about northerners who are heavy in form, it is reflected in the packaging that there are boxes packed layer by layer, all of which are red packaging. Finally, I opened it and found that there was only a small red kettle inside, with dozens of tea creams, the quality of the tea is also chosen from Yunnan Lincang and Pu’er trees and big leaves. The brewing of the tea also changes the unique tea art, which only requires that kind of feeling and taste, printed on the exquisite packaging: when Brewing, put water first, then put the tea paste, and the tea paste always floats on the water. The color of the tea paste floats downward in the form of cloud mist, which is very dynamic, it seems to be a blessing and expectation from God. I was thinking that it was not tea tasting. It seemed to be a magic show. It seemed that there was no tea art and tea entertainment. A few years ago, I visited and inspected the planting, processing, packaging and so on of the tea houses in the south and north. I found that most of the tea houses in the South were still original processing methods and processing techniques, they are all processed by southern girls with one craft and one craft by their own hands. They hold the tea and let us taste it on the spot, rendering the atmosphere of tasting tea, which seems to be the feeling of entering the tea village. However, the planting and processing of the tea houses in the north are different from those in the South, which makes them seem rough and dry, lacking the mysterious vitality and charm of the scene in the South tea houses. With the development of the times and the progress of the society, the gap between the north and the South has narrowed, and the tea culture between the north and the South has also narrowed. Now, what northerners drink most is also the southern tea, and they also have in-depth research on planting tea, all kinds of tea shops can be found everywhere. Tea culture brings the distance between the South and the North closer. People are tasting the same kind of tea and enjoying the tea ceremony culture together, which is the function of the tea ceremony. Qiao Xiande Zan (prose editor: dropping ink into injury) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…