Nurse

I am a nurse, but also an ordinary woman. Although nurse is a very tired job with low social status, I still have no regrets. From the ignorance at the beginning to the ups and downs now, it seems that I am a tenacious grass. After the birth of spring and the growth of summer, life has been constantly enriched since then, and I believe that love will follow. I always believe that good people will get good results. I don’t know when I fell in love with the profession of nurse. Maybe a seed of love sprouted in my heart since I was young. Later, with the gradual increase of age and the broadening of vision, we will gradually have a new position in life and a new interpretation of life. In life, it is impossible for people to have smooth sailing, ranging from a love affair to a life-and-death separation. In fact, they all have feelings. As long as we listen attentively, we don’t make mistakes again and again, it is also a beautiful scenery on the road of life. As the saying goes, with the birth of a new life, someone will leave us. Maybe no one wants to experience or experience life or death, but people cannot break the laws of nature. Birth, aging, illness and death are like a train to the destination. Even if we are doctors and nurses, we have the obligation and responsibility to rescue every patient, because life is priceless, everyone has the qualification to live. Perhaps, if you don’t enter a home, you are often not a family. Before taking the position of nurse, it is easy to ignore some important things around us. In this way, we should start from the heart. It seems to be simple, but actually it is not simple, how can we do our work care better from the heart? Good is perfect. Perfect work requires us to devote ourselves wholeheartedly and treat each other sincerely. Everyone has thoughts, no matter what your social status is? People have feelings, no matter which age you are? After three years of theoretical study on campus and a ten-month internship, I have been growing all the time. It may not take a long time to start a new life in the early stage, but this kind of change is qualitative change. When we were students, we usually lived a carefree life, and we might learn to take a cursory look. When we left the campus, we might be confused, because we knew too little, let alone what we learned. There was some anxiety and anxiety in our heart, because we were about to start an independent life. Just getting in line with the society, we may have a bad life. We always compare with each other. We are too willful and sometimes we are really suffering. In fact, now think about it, the idea at that time was too naive, and it could even be said that it betrayed the people around us who always cared about us. Time flies like a shuttle. When I came to the Department of bone surgery and put on the nurse’s uniform, I had mixed feelings in my heart. I was ashamed and blamed myself more. Because this is not an ordinary dress, it is a responsibility. Therefore, we have the responsibility to care for everyone around us, compare our hearts with our hearts, and we can no longer be willful. Later, I went back and forth between the nurse station and the ward, passed the care to every patient around me who needed it, guided by emotion, and the feedback after the event was indeed better than the expected treatment and rehabilitation. Maybe this is the true meaning of three-point treatment and seven-point care. Every day, shuttling through the floor with such laughter, isn’t this what I have always wanted? Like (prose editor: dancing alone with rain) 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…

Life

That was a few days ago, Langfang education bureau organized the activity of sending classes to the countryside. Our group gathered in director Zhang Warring States’s office to wait for the departure to Sanhe. This wide and wide office I am very familiar, and even stayed here for a night. Everyone sat and chatted casually. I conveniently read those books that director Zhang could reach, most of which were educational monographs. Suddenly, a simple cover came into my sight Mr. Yu Qiuyu’s “I can’t wait”. Suddenly, I was attracted by the title of the book. Under the premise of great economic development, the craze of publishing books swept the eyes of readers. The colorful binding design is disgusting, which is probably one of the reasons why people are too lazy to read. The book appeared like an old man, with a long shirt and beard twisting, standing tall and looking at me with a smile, which made me have no strength to avoid. Next, I can imagine that during the three days, I couldn’t help reading. Read the root of Yu’s family name, the family affairs of Qiu Yu, the rise and fall of national calamities, the helplessness of life, the worldly wisdom, the good and evil on the road, and the vicissitudes of wind and rain. In the hotel of Sanhe, in the restaurant of Yanjiao, in the rest room of the venue of Xinggong Primary School, in the back car, on the steps of the doorstep, on the mound at the entrance of hutong, I read it crazily. Read Miss er’s vague love story, the song of a madman in the midnight, the footsteps of Chiang Kai-shek’s Tibetan academy in the morning and dusk, the sorrow of the Cultural Revolution, the determination of grandmother to suffer from hunger, and the dark shot that Qiu Yu faced. I am excited, I am excited, my heart is filled with a force, and I seem to see a spark in front of my eyes. That is the breath and struggle of human civilization. For this big proposition, we are all participants, implementers, audiences and designers. We are all responsible for promoting kindness secretly, aren’t we? After reading a book, my heart gradually calmed down. It seems to have been running for a century. Looking back, can life be different? It is nothing more than a different road. Like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) 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…

Home

This time I went home, I was extremely unlucky. I obviously bought a sleeper bus, but I took an ordinary bus. I couldn’t hold that tone in my heart, so I asked the driver to make comments. As soon as I spoke, the driver who looked like maitrefu felt bitter: Brother, Brother, I’m really sorry, so I have to let you suffer some injustice. The company can’t find a sleeper bus, you can understand your brother’s difficulties. At this point, I have nothing to say. Although I took an ordinary bus, I was lucky compared with those brothers and sisters who couldn’t buy tickets, can go home to relatives Chinese New Year! Passengers one by one, after checking the tickets and getting on the bus, could only sit on the chair foolishly with no place to straighten their legs. After a long time, their waist ache and legs also rose. The glass of the bus can not be opened for air permeability. The steamer-like carriage is mixed with all kinds of indescribable peculiar smell, which makes me want to vomit when smelling. 20 hours of long distance, God knows how to get through it? After working hard outside for a year, it is time to go home and get together with relatives who have been separated for a long time. Leaning on the soft chair, I feel it is also a rare relaxation and wonderful enjoyment. I am not afraid of the loneliness and loneliness of the journey. The fatigue accumulated in the bottom of my heart for a year suddenly disappeared without a trace. The travellers were so excited that they couldn’t close their eyes. They sat together and pulled their parents together in authentic local dialect, the long-lost nostalgia permeated in the carriage, warming the tired heart of the travellers. The front of the car is equipped with TV, and the TV is on, killing the long journey time. Someone brought a cute and well-behaved little dog, who was not sure whether he was hungry or thirsty. From time to time, he called one or two innocently, and the dull carriage immediately added some fun, I couldn’t help laughing one by one. There was a chubby little boy who played coquetry in his father’s broad arms, winking his big and round eyes and humming a few children’s songs, which made people feel that time seemed to be going backwards, returning to the innocent childhood! The bustling city is full of high buildings and buildings, and the neon lights are shining. However good it is, it is someone else’s city. She didn’t open a door and window for me to hold colorful dreams one by one, I am just a passer-by here. But I really couldn’t tell what it was for. After staying here for a long time, once I left, I found that Wo had deep feelings for the world where I made a living only for more than ten days. I sweat silently here, pay silently, and pour youth and sweat silently. This Land is carrying my dreams and pursuits. I unconsciously blend into the broad mind of the city! Every time the bus drove forward, I was one step closer to my lovely hometown. Put your face on the glass and enjoy the beautiful scenery along the way. The flashing low house outside the window, the boundless field, the blue and gray smoke rising from the kitchen, sending out the familiar and warm smell of becoming a monk, I couldn’t help anymore, A few drops of hot tears fell down. I couldn’t help crying softly. I knew my hometown was not far from me. She was at the end of the road, in my soft heart! Like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) 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…

Forgive

I like literature: in the vast ocean of words, I think quietly and create seriously; I like writing and drawing, and I like to inlay the happiness and sadness in my heart into words one by one. I like literature: my life and life are very plain, as light as water. But also because of literature, it seems to be my spiritual pillar, decorating my sky. If I leave it, my life will lose its meaning, to be more serious, in my ideology, I have no dream of literature. Living equals dying. I like literature, and I always hope that I can write good articles that win people’s hearts and make people’s eyes shine. But I was dull and weak in writing, but I thought so in my heart, so I asked myself to move closer to the direction I thought, which required me to learn carefully and ponder carefully, repeated practicing writing. Life is not only an ideal, but also a life. Life is a big problem, which stands in front of everyone. What you want to do must be solved first. I know that those who can’t be full of words can’t avoid reality, but they can’t avoid, let alone fantasy. There are many tedious things in a family. I have to do the same thing. I have to do it. Think about how long it will take for a family of three to wash and cook outside the family. It doesn’t count. I also opened a shop, and I carried all the details of the shop alone. I was very busy. A customer came to me to do business in the store later. Sometimes when the customers come to eat, they have to stop; Sometimes when they go to the toilet, they have no peace for a while. Life belongs to life, and I can’t put down my ideal and literary dream. I can imagine how precious time is to me. Every day I have to finish all the things before I can pick up the book, enter my literary world and enjoy the warmth of this moment. Sometimes I can’t squeeze out the time to turn books for several days. I am very busy, and my time is very precious. I have no time to talk with my friends. I have never been seen in the laughter of the group. To be honest, sometimes my friends, customers and familiar people come to tell me about my parents’ affairs, things around me and psychological affairs. Although I reluctantly tell them, in fact, I felt very uncomfortable and sighed secretly. Finally, I had some time to read and sit down to write strokes. They stood here, and this little precious time was lost in vain. Sometimes they haven’t left, or they just left, and customers come to me to do things again. I regretted it. Maybe I didn’t read because of this little spare time. On this day, even more than one day, I didn’t have time to read again. Sometimes I felt so soft that I felt embarrassed. For the sake of my friend’s face, I told them that when it came to the end, I saw nothing. However, this only time was wasted. I have little spare time, so I cherish it very much. For example: TV, I am watch TV while eating, and turn off the TV immediately after eating. I have watched TV. For many years, I haven’t watched a TV play completely. Watching TV is like a dragonfly. As for chatting and playing games on the Internet, I am reluctant to put my time on it, which is a blank space for me. Sometimes, I finally finished my work and picked up my favorite book. Someone came and wanted to chat with me. How could I be willing to give them my time, so I posed seriously and asked: What’s the matter? Knowing that they have nothing to do, I will say: Sorry, I have no time to accompany you. After saying that, my eyes were on the book again. I know it is wrong for me to do so. All the people who knew me, including my left and right neighbors, knew that I wanted to read books, so they didn’t come to talk to me, and they only came to me when they had something to do. Although I live in a noisy street, my shop is quiet and there is no such scene of talking and making noise in groups. All my customers don’t rely on my mouth. I also have my way to survive. I do things very seriously, and generally require myself to be perfect. The reason why I do it seriously is that I hope that when customers come to pick up clothes, they can’t find any problems, everything is OK, don’t bother me, don’t ask me to do it again, I do business at a reasonable price, also can say cheap, a price, not customer bargaining. If you want to make a counter-offer, just let them go. Gradually people became familiar with it and knew it, so they didn’t make a counter-offer. Why do you want to do this? Because I don’t have time and energy to grind them slowly. Doing business here is crisp and neat. If you trust me, do it for me. My consciousness of doing things is to be serious and responsible. I will never be sloppy and careless. My thought is to hurry up and do it well. Only when I do things well can I calm down and study with ease. Some customers are not satisfied with my work, so they criticize me with clothes here for a long time, and finally force me to rework him. I will not leave these customers, and immediately ask them not to come next time. Because it was a rare time for them to come here, I could not remember people. I was afraid that they would come to me to do things next time, and couldn’t reach a tacit understanding with their thoughts. I would waste a long time for one thing, I couldn’t bear it, so I drove them away directly. Post an article on the Internet, I AM open it in a hurry, type the article, and then click to send it out. Because there are so many things, it is common to interrupt halfway. Even if I have to finish a short article several times, I will stop to finish it at any time because I have something to do at any time, so I don’t have time to look here and there on the computer, let alone talk to friends on it. In my heart, talking something with netizens on the computer is not as simple as talking face to face. I think a sentence typed with words should have the charm of words. Therefore, for me, one sentence should also be considered. It takes time. Here, I criticize myself first. I am selfish and reluctant to put time on it. The whole article is talking about how to hurry up to read books and study I am, which is not a single meaning. I am very busy. The rest, the only thing, can calm down and study, and I have little time to read books, in other words, I have little time to study. I really have little spare time, so I cherish it very much. In the circle of literary friends, I will also read some articles. It is also learning with purpose, learning their writing techniques, literary talent and depth, and always pondering in the heart repeatedly. I hope I can write such a good article. Writing articles, I am just like a child who has just learned to walk. I only concentrate on my feet, legs, and find the balance of my body with my heart. Every step I take is swaying, also from time to time and fallen down. How dare a child who just learned to walk move his eyes away. I wish I could talk freely, enjoy the scenery, or look down at the mobile phone like a walking person. This walking thing will not be delayed, how dare a child who has just learned to walk have such extravagant thoughts. Look at those literary friends. Behind them, there is a lot of time waiting for them. I am not that lucky. I really don’t want to be in the stage of learning to walk when I am gray-haired. Readers, literary friends, here I say sorry to you, forgive my indifference. Like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) 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…

Apricot

The flower armor of the years is all empty, drinking alone in a dream; The moon building does not know Xun Qingyuan, and the yellow crane wings are straight to the east. When I woke up and saw your WeChat message, I was extremely depressed and got this impromptu famous poem. Although, as a man, he should be generous, but the feeling of this kind of wild goose passing the fur is more or less unexpected. Metaphor is a bit dependent, and it also hurts your self-esteem, but I don’t want to hide my understanding of one thought, I hope you will be more patient. At the dinner party the day before yesterday, you decided to go back to your mother’s home with a full face of spring breeze. I thought you had made an elaborate plan and arrangement, making the opportunity as the purpose of your and my development space. Of course, this is just my wishful thinking. Now, sure enough is Sieve, Mirror Moon. If I recall the emotional road we have gone through over the past few years, I have a clear conscience and sigh with emotion. To be honest, I am neither lascivious nor flowery. If it were the former, it would have been better for you. If it is the latter, I will definitely find another woman after I get you. Domestic flowers do not have the fragrance of wild flowers, which is the fatal weakness of men. Perhaps in your mature women’s hearts, almost all of them have the same proposition: men all over the world do not depend on common people, and they are not good things. Reality determines thinking, and the same thinking achievement law. But there are exceptions in everything. I like you not for a momentary impulse or some kind of attempt. Acquaintance is a kind of fate. When a man experiences the double failure of first love and marriage, no matter how strong a man is, he will be depressed and depressed. In our age group, what we want most in confusion is to have a harbor of emotional sustenance, and it must be a reliable friend of the opposite sex. Therefore, it is your behavior that meets you, considerate and determined my choice. But backfired. The reason why I have to have a showdown is that I don’t want to wander without results in this hard-won emotion in my opinion. This kind of destined thing can only deceive oneself and others. If it gets too deep, the greater the harm will be. In a sense, hurting a man is more cruel than hurting a woman. Both sides are unwilling to see the opposite side of the development of things. I strongly recommend you to read that when the sunset glow disappears, it is actually a kind of psychological hint. Although this is an outdated best-selling novel, The Love marathon of male and female masters and the definition of reincarnation of life and happiness in the novel can be described as classic: the causal cycle of pain and happiness, only in this way can a rich life be formed. I can’t control your thinking lifeline, but as a half-life rough me, I can withstand any kind of frustration and confusion in my life journey. My mother died nine days after I was born. It was not a memory for me to send others to raise others when I was less than three years old. My girlfriend who had been in love for seven years got married because of her father’s eagerness, in the early 1980 s, my brother came thousands of miles to visit relatives in Anhui, and finally he couldn’t bear the kinship and told the story of his life. At that moment, it seemed that he was dreaming, soon, my grandmother suffered a stroke and was paralyzed in bed. For the so-called happiness, both mothers helped to fight this marriage. Later, due to the bigotry of my mother-in-law, the contradiction between the two families deteriorated, which led to the parents’ decision to return to their roots. After the elephant, she was always a filial daughter-in-law in the eyes of her parents, but she got a bad habit of gambling. The family was on the verge of collapse for a time, and finally the children were kept alone because they were free from force. This kind of story which only appears in the TV series, but it is copied again and again on me. Who can understand the mental heaviness?! That day, you said that you would go to your hometown together and look serious. I felt relieved and felt the joy of correcting the long distance of love. I also prepared to buy some local specialties for your good sisters. As everyone knows, when you wake up, everything will disappear. If you think about it from another perspective, can you bear it all at once? After calmness, you may feel weird. You may defend yourself on the pretext of a lot of excuses, which is also your right. I have no intention to act as a third party to destroy other people’s family. My life orientation: if the voyage is deviated, I can only rely on my own reset. I didn’t mean to blame you either. One day when I talked slightly, you said: My brother is too far away from me. Besides my husband’s relatives, you and Liya are the closest people to me in the local place. This sentence from the bottom of my heart is like a clear spring in a mountain stream without any impurities, which really touches me till now. I have never doubted my vision, and I am confident of my judgment. Originally, these words were intended to be revealed slowly when you were invited to chat at the Teahouse at an appropriate time. Now, only the tip of the pen can be condensed, and speaking out is also a kind of relief, A kind relaxed. I just write something, which is nothing more than an outlet for emotional vent, leaving a file of memory. Your message last night is nothing more than to prove that you will never become the heroine. Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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…

Tangled

In the real social life, almost every adult comes from the winding and bumpy emotional life. It can be said that every adult’s love life is contradictory and complicated, which often makes some scholars who specialize in studying human emotions unable to tell what on earth it is for a while. Tea, bitter and sweet, makes people aftertaste; Wine, soft and vigorous, is called humanity cool; Spring, clear and mild, but use life to taste sweet. A bosom friend, such as tea, wine and spring, benefits people for a lifetime. Yesterday morning, after receiving this message from Jiang Nan, mediocrity stared at the Chinese characters on the screen of the mobile phone, thinking about the connotation of the message in his mind. He didn’t know how to reply to Jiang Nan for a while. Do you still use your brains to think of some flowery words to answer this? Simply, just pass the poem just written to her. White tangyuan, beautiful and sweet. Taste carefully and remember it in your heart. Destined and destined, love is in the sky. No luck, let it go. To be honest, in this long journey of life, if a man is lucky to meet a confidante with a heart-to-heart connection, it will be a great blessing, no matter how much criticism he receives, it is also worth suffering. The sun in the daytime has its own brilliance; The moon in the night has its own brilliance. Realistic happiness has its own happiness; Romantic happiness has its own happy romance. In real social life, every husband’s inner world has a responsibility to protect family members; Every wife’s inner world has a responsibility to maintain family harmony. Every father has a deep love for his children, and every mother has a delicate love for his children. This kind of love is human nature and natural emotion. But this kind of human nature and emotion pretended to be dissatisfied with the mediocre heart sea. There was still a deep corner in his heart sea, which was the small world belonging to him and Jiang Nan. During this period of time, Jiang Nan was ignited by mediocre emotions, enthusiasm and passion. He could understand his heart and knew that his life was already half of Jiang Nan’s, but his real life could not hold the sincere affection of Jiang Nan, nor could he hold the bright love of Jiang Nan. Because he was a wise man, knowing his life situation, knowing that he lacked Goethe’s romantic feelings and bravery, it also lacks the traditional marriage thought and self-sacrifice spirit of Mr. Hu Shi. Is this kind of emotion between Jiang Nan and me illusory? No. Is this love reality between Jiang Nan and me? Unrealistic. What does this kind of emotion between Jiang Nan and me belong? Maybe it belongs to Platonic spiritual love. Otherwise, why do I often like to say to myself: as long as I can understand each other and miss each other, it is enough. I can love each other as long as I can. Jiang Nan’s body has a shy and lovely woman charm, an elegant meaning and a pure flavor. The smell on her body can only be understood, but cannot be said. The smell on her body, no set, no shape. The smell of her body overflowed from her bones and was released from her heart. Jiang Nan’s smile and words and deeds often make the mediocrity aftertaste endless, and often make the mediocrity sleepless at night. These days let mediocrity often ponder what Jiang Nan said to him: Some people think love is sex, marriage, kiss at six o’clock in the morning and a bunch of children. Maybe love is like this, but do you know what I think? I think love is to touch but take back your hands. Love belongs to the heart, not the body. Is this statement ridiculous? No. Is this statement absurd? No. A person who has never been in love, a person who has never met the love he loves, will never understand what love is, and will never experience the sweetness, beauty, bitter and helpless. Mediocrity doesn’t like who will desecrate the sincere emotion between him and Jiang Nan from the bottom of his heart, and who doesn’t like who will praise and criticize the love between him and Jiang Nan under the moonlight. The emotion of mediocrity and Jiang Nan is a natural reflection of human spiritual life. Of course, it also highlights the selfish nature of human beings. The sentiment of romantic life does not lie in men or women, in a person’s knowledge, in a person’s social status, in a person’s age or age, it is a wonderful and psychedelic emotional rainbow released by a person’s magnanimous character and lonely heart. A person who lives, gets married, becomes a family, and has children happens to meet another person who is admired by himself on the road of life, involuntarily fell into the River of Love. What’s wrong with this? On? Then why do so many people not have enough courage to face their realistic and colorful emotional life? On? Then why do so many people have no courage to open their emotional life frankly? People’s emotions are really subtle, complicated and contradictory. Every man who is a husband is unhappy that his wife has a blue-looking bosom friend in his heart. Every woman who is a wife doesn’t like her husband having a confidante in her heart. Love has been selfish and pure since ancient times. But is this reality? Is overbearing emotion beneficial to life? Is there pure gold in this world? A man has a confidante and a woman has a confidante, which does not mean having an affair. A man having an affair does not mean having a confidante. A woman having an affair does not mean having a bosom friend. An affair is a derogatory term recognized in the society. Now it seems that confidante and confidant of blue Yan have become recognized commendatory terms in the society. Thinking carefully, thinking carefully, it is really ridiculous. As long as people ponder over the emotional problems of some men and women in the real social life, it is really interesting. Whether it is derogatory term or commendatory term, no family would welcome this weird elf. Nevertheless, when we open our eyes wide and look at the real social life, we will find that there are ups and downs of extramarital love everywhere. Such a straightforward speech as mediocrity may attract criticism, and many people may scold him for talking nonsense and being demagogic. No matter what others say about mediocrity, scold mediocrity, curse mediocrity, mediocrity doesn’t matter, what he thinks in his heart, what he says in his mouth, he felt that there was nothing wrong with doing this. Mediocrity doesn’t want to be the pioneer of extramarital love, nor to lose his peaceful and warm family life, but it doesn’t mean that he doesn’t try his best to explore his emotional life with Jiang Nan, it doesn’t mean that he doesn’t care to cherish the fate between him and Jiang Nan. Mediocrity had thought before I met Jiang Nan that if I really met a person with the same mind and thoughts in this life, A confidante who has the same character as himself will have no regrets or complaints when facing the ups and downs in real life. But now, once mediocrity calmed down and thought carefully, he couldn’t believe himself. Why on earth? A wife is a wife, and a confidante is a confidante. This truth was quite understandable to be mediocre, but his inner world’s emotions were still always wandering in the whirlpool of contradictions, which made him dizzy and unable to find the North all day long, and he was very confused. Mediocrity does not like betraying one’s emotions, nor is it willing to lose one’s nature. His affection for his wife and Jiang Nan was sincere and from the bottom of his heart, but this kind of love was the same and different. For mediocrity, his wife and Jiang Nan, one is his sun, the other is his moon, which are all his happiness, his happiness and his life. Unfortunately, they can’t go to the same route with mediocrity. In fact, mediocrity did not dare to expect them to live together with him in a man’s farm and a woman’s farm. Those thoughts sprouted in his heart were not only childish, but also despicable. In essence, he had already stained these two pure and sacred women. All things in the world are changing with each passing day, but when can the healthy and poetic emotional life between the opposite sex be recognized calmly by the parties from their own thoughts? When will it be accepted by the colorful and fantastic real social life? In fact, this kind of emotion is always the chatter of some men and some women after having a full meal. This kind of emotion is always a mirage in the minds of some men and women. Like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) 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…

Silence

The night had already fallen, and a new moon hung on the sky in the West. The clear and deep night sky was particularly clean, which made the crescent moon look so dazzling, just like embedded in the huge curtain, even the monthly loss part can see the fuzzy outline. There is no cover of cloud and mist, no stain of haze, and the night is so quiet. The park under the night was even more silent. This season has already been the time when insects sleep and birds are thin. The night when all kinds of migratory birds were playing and noisy, with the change of seasons, birds have already disappeared. Even the wind stopped sobbing and singing tonight, but a little dry and cold was burning on people’s cheeks. Tall and straight trees everywhere, in the night, under the moonlight, hazy, looking at the undulating black mountains, only nearby through the distant lights passing through the tree gap, only then can we distinguish the figures standing quietly and blurry. The Yong Road and lawn lights in the park are scattered everywhere. The lights are faint, if it is dark, there are also those blurred colorful lights, which are unreal and confused, setting off this silent night, everything was so quiet and peaceful. It was a silent Christmas Eve. Different from the happy Christmas Eve with friends in previous years, this year I chose to be quiet and continue my compulsory lessons every night to take a walk in the park. When Christmas Eve of the past few years came, my heart would be restless and excited. I always spend time with some friends more or less. Everyone was excited together, and they were full of excitement. They would not return if they were drunk. Sometimes when they were drunk, in the wine festival, I would go to the cabareau to shout loudly. It would not be quiet until midnight. In fact, when we were together, we would gather friendship. Maybe it is the relationship of getting old, or the feeling of being too vulgar. This year’s Christmas Eve is coming, but my heart has no interest, no restlessness, and I just want to be a quiet person, let this western festival pass through my life quietly. There is no difference. Just like the past, I still went to the park for a walk on time. The only difference is that tonight’s night is surprisingly quiet. There were three people walking in the past, there are two groups of Yong roads spreading all over the park, but I am the only one strolling in the huge park today. I wonder if those people have met with their families or lovers on Christmas Eve? Silent Night, silent Christmas Eve, silence and darkness surrounded me, without any sound, only my own footsteps, but also seemed to hear my heartbeat. At this time, my heart was as calm as water, and my mood was so calm, and my thoughts were flowing slowly. At this time, I seemed to realize the true meaning of peace: only when the heart is calm can life be safe. Life is alive, facing the red wine, the drunken gold fans, facing the materialistic desire and the temptation of profit, we can be indifferent to each other, not greedy for small profits, not addicted to big profits, then what else can’t sleep peacefully, appetite for food? What else is the feeling of nightmares, sweating and suspicion? The World with overflowing material desires is just like this unfathomable night. Although surrounded by various temptations, the heart will be calm and the body and mind will be safe. When a person faces fame and fortune, if he can be calm in his heart, let nature take its course, do not compete for fame and wealth, do not go against his will flattery, and do not go with the dirty environment, he will have less trouble and more calm in his heart, happiness will surround you all the time, and life will be smooth and safe all the way. The same is true for family life. Plain is blessing and peace. Luxury can only bring temporary happiness and glory, and it must be accompanied by all kinds of troubles. What is more horrible is the loss of mind under extravagance and the confusion and despair of life. Don’t you see this phenomenon everywhere in life? Only by treating all kinds of phenomena of life calmly can we grasp the sailing voyage of life well. On the silent Christmas Eve, I felt a lot in my heart. With the blessing of peace, at the end of this year, I threw all the troubles of the year into the long river of history, let the flowing water of time wash away the dust in your heart and purify a new soul. Strolling on the Park Yong Road with secluded paths, only my own figure accompanied me with the help of the faint lights around me in a blurred way, stretching and shortening for a while, it is like shaping me differently, a big self and a small self. People can face everything calmly, which is a great self; When the body and mind are stained by the secular world, then I was the ego. It is not easy to be a big self. It needs the training of life and world affairs to hone my mind. However, it is easy to be an ego. If you are not careful, you will slide to the edge of the secular world. The cellphone rang. It was a greeting from a distant wife and a message of blessing from friends. At this time, I can’t help feeling that I pray for my relatives and friends: Pray for my relatives and family far away, pray for those friends who care about me and pay attention to me, may they (they) have a peaceful and happy life! Like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) 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…

affairs

Finally, I can take advantage of the holiday to sort out those trivial words. Who ever thought that my thoughts flew so far this spring. Chunhang always has to find a reason for Chunhang: go to a flower banquet, watch peach blossoms spread over the whole village, and listen to swallows whispering on the eaves. Walking up the hillside, the azalea is blooming. Come and smell it. Spring is fragrant. Go to watch a grand event, watch the busyness crawling on people’s foreheads, and listen to children singing in the wilderness. Climbing up the high slope, Willows danced with green sleeves to their heart’s content. Come and have a look. Spring is bustling. To meet the person you want to see, on the evening of the spring breeze, in the drizzle morning, in the warm afternoon of the sun, with hope and enthusiasm, knock your window, seeing the moon hanging on your bedside, I will send you bouquet, dream and the whole spring. At this moment, go to spring, no need for reasons, just want to go out for a walk! The spring breeze is like mother’s hand, touching her face, warm. The wind from all directions brings the breath of spring. It moved its steps gently: when passing by the stream, the spray rushed to the sea happily; When passing by the field, the grass dyed green and the peach blossom wiped the powder; When passing by the village, the old man took off his clothes, the child was happy. Spring breeze, you can always bring vitality to the Earth! Spring breeze, why don’t I like you? Birds are like melodious music, and the chirping of the yellow warbler goes down with the wind and gently knocks on my heart. Close your eyes and listen, even the sound is in the air. Birds are the messengers of seasons. They never tire of predicting the arrival of spring. Listen, there are several thrushes on the Willow Tree, singing happily there. The language like musical notes is not clear, but there is a kind of magic. You are not allowed to have half a moment of thoughts flying. Under the eaves, there was a little Ling coming, oh, it was the whisper when the Swallow was in the mud. On the hillside, there is a long tune floating, oh, it is the cry of Azalea when playing. I want to fly to the birds and watch them sing the whole spring. Spring is noisy on the branches. You see, apricot blossoms are gone and peach blossoms are red. Spring stays on the eaves. Listen, swallows go and Magpies come again. Spring is brewing in the field. When you smell it, the fragrance of flowers becomes light and strawberries are sweet. Spring runs in the mountains. You see, Willow Green and wild vegetables are flourishing. Spring flows in the river, you come, lotus leaves are green and algae are tender. Spring is dancing in the air. You see, Sparrow is flying with a kite. Spring shines brightly in the poet’s works. Children rush to chase after yellow butterfly, flying into the cauliflower and nowhere to find. Spring flows in the eyes of lovers. People don’t know where to go. Peach blossoms still laugh at the spring breeze. Spring wandering feet scurry, Spring breeze and Green River, south when the moon as I also? This full spring, this smooth Spring, in your heart, in my dream! I always want to have a dream, a dream about spring. There is spring breeze in the dream. The warm spring breeze blows across the cheek. People are drunk and a little sleepy. That’s it. I held a cat in my arms and lay on the bamboo chair, which was facing the window. There was spring rain in my dream. The gentle spring rain fell on the tip of my hair, and my heart was clear and cool. I wanted to wear light gauze and go out for a walk, to the fields, to the countryside, to all the places where spring rain passed. There are spring flowers in my dream. Colorful flowers are making noise on the branches, singing happily by the stream and singing loudly in the mountains. My heart of loving flowers is also flying with me. I always want this dream to repeat, keep repeating, don’t wake up Like (prose editor: dancing alone with rain) 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…

Burn large

I was born in the 1950 s. When I was four months old, in order to avoid the Korean War, I came to Dalian from Anton (now Dandong) who was full of war. As far as I can remember, my family has lived in a large courtyard, which consists of two courtyards. My family lives in the center, facing a long hutong, with my family as the center, divided into two corridors, there is a courtyard in the east and west, and I don’t know how many houses I have lived in. Out of the hutong, there is a path decorated by people, which is very spacious. There is also a long empty field beside the path, there are more than a dozen piles of tall haystacks (of course, it is the masterpiece of our children), and the back of the house is the mountain, which is exactly the Hill, neither high nor short. There is a big grass slope in front of the mountain, except for winter, they are all very beautiful. In spring, we dig potherb, bitter herbs, shepherd’s purse, mother-in-law, wild garlic here —- we will be scolded for digging discontent baskets. In summer, the wormwood is pulled out and braided into long braid, which is used to smoke mosquitoes at Night. The extra ones will be sold at a corner. If the money is sold, the adults will confiscate it when they know it, I don’t know, just keep it myself. In autumn, a scyck, or a rake (used to hug grass), a rope, go to the hillside, go to the forest, prepare for the thatch for heating in winter. The big haystack in front of the door was built by us with sweat beads. It was another autumn, and the weather was getting cold gradually. The grass nearby was not oily enough, so I didn’t want to go far away, so I got into a wire mesh. This is a military base, which is not allowed to enter, but the grass there is thick, and there will be a lot of hands without too much effort. I didn’t dare to go too far, so I started to work on the edge, and after a while there were a lot of things. What I did was very interesting. Suddenly there was a shout, and the little soldier standing guard found that there was a shooting inside. Actually, he couldn’t reach here at all, which was separated by 18,000 miles, but he still drove me out. I ignored him and refused to go out. He was anxious and threw a stone with big nails here. I was angry at him with a crooked mouth and squinted eyes, and at the same time I speeded up, got in and out, and finally carried out piles of weeds. The hand was cut, the wiredrawing hurt, the clothes also split a long cut, the face was spicy, like a fire. Looking at the big haystack, I sang a song directly excitedly. When I finished bowing the straw, I was dumbfounded. There were too many. At my age of 6, I couldn’t take it home at all —- throw it away, reluctant. Just when I was in a dilemma, a 15-year-old boy, with a rope wrapped around his waist and a scyck, came over from the high slope far away-he belonged to our compound. The boy is very naughty, and we usually bother him. Seeing the big haystack under my feet, I looked envious on my face. I still remember what he bullied us at ordinary times. I ignored him for fear that he would rob my grass. Just yourself, yeah, no one answered? No one, just myself. I am very honest. He smiled with an ambiguous smile: Why do you pick up grass? Burn, don’t cook? Do you still need to burn grass?, what to burn? Burn your thighs. Wrap your thighs with yellow mud and put them on the fire. When the meal is ripe, your legs will not hurt at all. My family will burn your thighs when cooking. I don’t need to hug the grass anymore. I can play with my friends, kick shuttlecock, jump rope and jump into a house, and grab a lot of things —- I was so happy that I suddenly went crazy. I threw away all the rope of the rake and ran home, to tell my mother that there was no need to burn grass any more —- burning legs was nonsense. That boy just wanted to tease me, but I didn’t expect that I would take it seriously. Of course, that pile of grass was cheaper than that bastard. My mother was angry and laughing when she came home, and wanted to settle accounts with that bastard. My father said forget it, kid, don’t be serious. In the next few days, that bastard seemed to hide from me a bit. One day he hit the front, and he unexpectedly gave me a handful of jujube. I didn’t mention it until he joined the Army. Like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) 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…

Warm

The issue of “If you are the one” I watched last night deeply touched me again. What teacher Meng Fei did was so touching. My feeling at that time was that the heavy haze on my head was torn apart suddenly, revealing the blue and clear sky. There is warmth in the world! And I kept thinking. As long as there are people like Meng Fei, the world will not be so bad that it makes people desperate. A disheartened person changes his mind, turns back to the shore, and regains the information of life. However, they are still plotting, discussing and researching to introduce a more precise and perfect management system. There is no best, only better. Constantly improve, upgrade and add weights, so as to maximize the work efficiency. They firmly believe that they are sacred, far-sighted, safe and 102% right, and have already shown the best ideal blueprint in their hearts. Seeing the headmaster standing in front of the building, a senior director leaned forward with a flattering and pleasing smile. Principal, early! The director of the class talked about it, and then said: Some teachers didn’t speak consciously, so they went to the classroom in a hurry when they were ready. When he said that, his eyes turned round, and luckily he met a unlucky person, so the senior director shouted harshly: then who? Which grade? Also don’t hurry? Count late! Looking back, Mimi looked at the headmaster with a smile, hesitating and hesitating. The headmaster said generously: If you have something to say, just say it, but it doesn’t matter. What is director level talking about? It turned out to be a new measure of the school recently. In order to strengthen the management of teachers’ attendance, the school has purchased several facial recognition devices, requiring teachers to brush their faces four times a day. The time was arranged in this way: for the second time, the director of level 11:10 11:40 praised the brilliance of this scheme, no one could cheat, and you couldn’t face it, even God can’t cover it. The headmaster’s face was pleasant and he nodded slightly. This measure was the result of his study in other places. However, the senior director said again, he found a fatal disadvantage of this measure: Teachers are easy to exploit loopholes. After many teachers brushed their faces for the first time, they did not sit in the office honestly to prepare lessons, change homework and work, but ran away to do their own personal affairs, it was my second face brushing time and I came back again. The headmaster obviously disagreed, which he had expected in advance. So many brother schools do this, and it is said that the enrollment rate has been greatly increased. Why can’t our school work? Besides, there is no perfect solution? The senior director, who was always good at observing and speaking, was sophisticated, but this time he made a mistake. He thought that he talked about the principal’s heart again, and talked happily about the benefits of manual naming before. Three points a day, what is amazing is the irregular call in the middle. I caught you once and was not here, This whole day is nothing. See who doesn’t stay in the office? Even if it is dead, dead, dead grinding. As long as a person is in the office, he is not afraid of his heart. I thought it could be said like this. The senior director took a small step closer to the principal, and the principal couldn’t help stagging his body backward, unable to hide his disgust. However, Director level was confused for a moment and couldn’t stop the conversation: In this way, the facial recognition instrument was combined with manual roll call, and there was a surprise inspection in the middle …… the principal waved his big hand and made a stop action, say decisively: OK! So far, we should do this first. The headmaster hates being denied. The director of the class immediately kept silent like a chill, and Fang seemed to wake up from a dream. Knowing his mistake this time, he didn’t shoot it when flattering. Therefore, he hurried to remedy: of course, this new measure has great advantages …… the headmaster walked away with his hands behind his back. Director level was stunned, and he felt uneasy in his heart. He even didn’t expect to straighten his waist for a long time. What he didn’t expect was that the principal, who walked a few steps away, suddenly stopped, turned back and said to him again: Your idea is good, and I will consider it later. Director Chang of the senior level breathed a sigh of relief and stood up. He couldn’t help scolding angrily in his heart: Damn it. On Saturday, get up at 5: 30 in the morning, go to early reading tutoring, have two regular classes in the morning, have two regular classes in the afternoon, and have two weekly invigilation exercises in the afternoon. As night fell, the campus street lamps gave out dim light, piteously shining on the road. I walked to my home with exhaustion, sadness and boundless. Home is close at hand, but I clearly feel it is close at hand. Seven classes a day, imagine, crazy? The same is true for another day of the week. Tutoring in the morning, two regular classes in the morning and two tutoring classes in the evening. In addition, the last class in the afternoon and the first class in the evening are required to attend classes. That is to say, it was originally the time for students to study freely by themselves, but now they are all allocated to teachers, each of whom has two classes a week. At that time, you need to watch and watch in the classroom, playing the role of supervision and supervision. This is also the precious experience introduced from foreign schools. The stone of the mountain can attack Jade. The teachers have already received enough textbooks and the workload is full. The two extra guards out of thin air make people feel that they are the last straw overwhelming the camel. A text message arrived, sent by our senior director. The director of our age came out through many years of experience in the hot front line. He couldn’t be more clear about the specific and meticulous teaching work. He knew a lot of things, but he only smiled bitterly, shook his head, hardened his heart and wiped his face. The coal he echoed was white. In his position, he should seek his own politics. Following the trend, our senior director is becoming more and more like that. From time to time, he beat small side drums and alarm bells for us, such as this message: Dear colleagues, we should strengthen our work. There are classes and no classes. It is reported that the municipal education commission and its party have been conducting surprise inspections in primary and secondary schools in recent days. Many teachers have been severely warned and punished in informed criticism in the city, and their salary has been deducted for one month. Those who do not want to regret may be revoked the teacher qualification certificate. Colleagues, don’t touch the nails. Look out for themselves. We always forget to give a warm reminder at the end of the text message from our senior director. It makes people feel a little warm from it. I believe that there is still humanity in this world, not all of which are cold. We have heard about the teachers in informed criticism of the municipal education commission. One of the teachers who taught Chinese was informed that the homework was not corrected seriously. Because, I found that there were three wrong words in a student’s composition. There is also a teacher who leaves work during working time and goes to eat and fire. According to the teacher, he came early in the morning to have morning reading tutoring, and then had two classes in the morning. After class, he felt hungry, so he went to the snack stand outside to fill his stomach. However, it is such a bad luck! At the crucial moment, the Education Commission’s troops arrived. He regretted and beat his chest: if he had known this, even if he died of hunger, he would still stay in his seat in the office. The sky seems to be obscure, dim, without the sun, the cold wind swish. I have to ask the cart to install enough, and the pressure on my back buckles into the meat. I don’t know the life of the next moment, and a whip is floating in front of me, the saddest and most tragic thing in life is nothing more than the rule of people and eating people. Why can’t you be kind? Humanitarian some? When I saw this issue of “If you are the one”, my heart suddenly burst into mist and suddenly touched the warmth of sunshine in winter. Thank you very much, teacher Meng Fei! At ten o’clock in the evening, the man finally settled down, leaning against the head of the bed and leaning on the bed, tired, sad, annoyed and angry. He picked up the remote control and turned on the TV, regardless of what was going on, I will push them all away and push them out of the clouds, regardless of them. I want to watch TV at this moment! On Saturday, I enjoyed “if you are the one” by Jiangsu Satellite TV. I suddenly realized that I hadn’t turned on the TV for a long time and didn’t watch “if you are the one”. I felt uncomfortable again. I was busy all day, nervous and didn’t know what I was busy, anyway, there are so many unexpected things waiting for you to deal with, do and deal with every day. You are in a daze, at a loss and in a hurry. Soon I entered the program, but unexpectedly, this issue was so wonderful! I like another poem written by old Mr. Zang Kejia: “stars” The night sky is another world, and no one will exclude anyone. …… then, what about our world? Obviously, there is also warmth. Didn’t teacher Meng Fei send out a thick warmth? It not only warms the Tianjin guy, but also warms everyone present and the people in front of the TV. 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…