Banana

Banana Boat is neither Jing Nan’s description of the moon nor Jing Nan’s favorite fruit shape. Banana Boat is actually an academic noun, which is a visualized statement of normal hearing range graph during hearing test. Because of the enlarged symptoms of the vestibule Aqueduct, the doctor who mainly diagnosed Jing Nan’s ear disease told us: this kind of disease is irreversible and cannot be cured, and the best ideal state is to maintain the existing hearing, we need to keep alert to the control of children’s skull pressure, the choice of reasonable exercise items and the prevention of ototoxic drugs, including the prevention of various diseases that may cause hearing loss, such as fever, cold, nasal congestion and other common diseases, and the fundamental way to maintain the best ideal state is to do normal hearing test, early detection, early diagnosis and early treatment in order to resolve the hidden danger of the disease in time. This is not only a kind of responsibility, but also a kind of pain, a kind of unspeakable pain, and the only thing we can do is to protect the child as much as possible, not to let her get a little hurt, it also enables us to take our children to do a hearing test in a quarter or so without special circumstances. At first, Jing Nan was extremely disgusted with this kind of test, because the test needed to be in a fully enclosed small room which was extremely quiet and narrow. At that time, Jing Nan, who just finished the kindergarten small class, was very afraid of this small room, the feeling of loneliness and helplessness was particularly strong. Later, in order to ensure the effectiveness of the test, either I or my wife would accompany the children inside. The most effective and direct way to test the most effective conclusion is to let the child press the button in his hand, but the mentally ill Jing Nan didn’t understand the function of the button in his hand at that time, sometimes we press it when we don’t hear it, sometimes we don’t press it when we hear it, which really makes us anxious. The doctor took out the toy of the circle to replace it. When Jing Nan heard the sound, she put the circle in her hand, which aroused the interest of the child, but only increased the workload of the Doctor’s detection. The test should be done after listening for more than one hour, and it should not suffer from all kinds of possible minor problems affecting hearing. When we went to Hangzhou for a hearing test for the second time, we found that in less than a month, the child’s hearing unexpectedly dropped by more than ten dB, feeling like the sky was falling down, I always feel that there has been such a sharp decline in such a short time. What should I do? The attending doctor did it again in person. Although the number was slightly better, the decline was still obvious. After inquiry, he knew that it was caused by the child’s cold, and the child would recover if the cold recovered. But we were shocked. It seemed that we didn’t trust what the doctor said. After a week, Jing Nan caught a cold, so she hurried to go to the test, and the data returned to the original value. Then she was relieved! Due to job transfer and the networking of detection values, the detection will not go to the provincial capital, but in the small city where the work is carried out. Just like every unit test when reading, I will find a weekend to accompany my child to test every quarter. I was outside, through the glass window, I saw the child sitting there alone, looking at us outside the window. The detection of each audio value was carried out in the continuous and repeated sound, children always hold our hearts out of the window when they press the button gradually, and the green light on the computer screen lights up with pressing the button, and they will always consciously or unconsciously compare with the last audio listening domain value, will there be changes and what are the reasons for the changes? Always calculate the average value when the final test result comes out to see if it is similar to the last test result. If it is similar, it is just like getting full marks in unit test. Fortunately, until now, the results of each time are always satisfactory, which cannot be separated from the help of medical staff and the efforts of children. Banana Boat, a heart-wrenching thing, is willing to carry Jing Nan to spend every happy moment belonging to oneself safely! 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…

Essays

One I am an introverted and low-key man, who is speechless and clumsy in expression. Sometimes he is silent and calm, and even gives people the feeling of being dull. But I don’t know when I started to write casually. Years are long, unconsciously, a few not long experiences are brewing and forming. Excited, he read aloud over and over again, and felt that his own things were so kind, so he danced happily and was excited. Watching and pondering, all kinds of scenes related to these words will flash at a time —- lonely four seasons in the mountain area, locked in a wooden barrel house, I will sit and write for several hours, it is really incredible to think carefully. These simple words are indeed not the crystallization of one day or two days. Looking back on the vicissitudes of life, several calendars were dense, several 365 pages, each page was classic, and there were more than a dozen heavy diaries. In this way, I went from scrawling and crooked to the present. After several years of struggle, I vaguely saw the resplendence of the literature Palace. I often see many great writers publishing books and telling stories about themselves and books in their preface. I like that feeling so much, just like standing on the podium with bright lights and saying a series of thanks to the microphone: Thank God, thank you for several books of northern literature, thank you Yu Qiuyu, thank you for self-examination, for all the books I have read that moved me and have not touched me, for the night, for the time, for my body, for the cigarettes that accompanied me, I know their souls are still paying attention to my words. Huddling in the bed, I have heard pieces of applause countless times in illusion. I don’t know what these upside-down languages will become in others’ eyes, but I can’t control so much. Let others talk about it. After all, it is drawn by my own hands, at least I have touched the world (myself). I deserve it. There is no blank memory of my life history in the several stars of vicissitudes, at least there are traces of boredom and emptiness. Some people say that time is a cold and extraordinary swordsman in the world. When the blade passes, all heroes and scumbags are ashes, and the length of life will not obey people’s will. I was afraid that when my passion and flesh were exhausted, I was still empty-handed. Instead of that, I might as well leave these broken things behind, because it records the countless real seasons in my young life that make me feel excited, and explains the most direct touch in the heart at that moment. I dare not expect others’ encouragement, because the pothole I walked all the way has created my psychological quality of not being shy. Confidence and ignorance and fearlessness have moistened and encouraged me. If you want to criticize, please approve it. Don’t worry, I won’t fall down, because your criticism will definitely give me soberness and supervision. I have made all my psychological preparations, I have even used it for myself because I am overconfident and boring. As long as you speak for my article, I will thank you. I understand: the healthy growth of a life requires two extreme assertions, people should face the capricious humiliation and favor bravely when they are alive. The road is stepped out, history is written by people, and every step of people’s actions is writing their own history. There is a fixed number of how many words a person writes in his life. Once he writes, it should not be wasted. When it comes to my life, I was once occupied by a long period of suffering, which is unique, boundless and unspeakable. Only when I was lonely and lonely, I cursed fiercely that the 21st century called substitute teacher would come into being. I used to think that if I had a second choice, would my life be different? Of course, this is a proposition without positive solutions, because there is no second time in life. It is just that there are some boring thoughts like this, and the integrated words often jump in front of us. Every time I sit in a messy room and write these inexplicable things, even I don’t know whether to vent or pour out. I always delusion that if someone sees them, will they understand this loneliness and be moved? Will you cry like every time you read them? I think for some viewers who live in such a busy society, for some people who don’t know loneliness and suffering, they will be naive and worthless. Indeed, I lived around myself in an ordinary and small way, without any earthshaking and ups and downs, and never saw the life of a noble family. Opening my experience, there was only an endless depression. It was just a caterpillar who ate tens of thousands of volumes of books and a footer crying in loneliness. It was not qualified to feel and write, it’s just that the mentality of self-entertainment supports me. I just want to simply sketch the path of a worm walking. I am so small, and the pen in my hand is even smaller. Injustice has made this world become hot and cold. Inferiority makes the image of insects ugly and wretched, so the pen in my hand trembles and cannot be publicized, the image outlined is inevitably extreme and tricky, and some problems can only be superficially left here after all. But I said to myself happily: I finally did something that others could not replace. The third hobby writing started from an accidental opportunity. I remember that I was only forced to write an article about hydrology for my students. After thinking a lot, I woke up my interest in writing, and from then on, it was out of control. Endless I wrote many letters and diaries about myself, but so many were all tragedies, just for myself. Sometimes I feel very funny when thinking about it. The composition assigned by the teacher often makes people nervous and never gets praise once. Occasionally, I would not believe that I would fall in love with the writings in my school days even if those words that didn’t match each other were killed. It was the king who had one eye in the country of the blind, so he forced himself to the road. I often feel that I don’t know the sense of shame when writing, so I think it is wonderful after thinking a few words in a crooked way, and then I read them to my good friends in a sentimental way. Most of the time, my friends snored everywhere, but I was reading, writing, writing, reading. I was intoxicated in the midnight alone. After that, I read those sentences that I once thought were wonderful, which were really dull and meaningless. As time passes, I am like a mental patient trapped in narcissism. I have written a lot on and off, and none of the fragments can be formed. Seeing the energy is greatly reduced, we have to work hard for survival. I often have no chance to write in my hand for several months. I am really sorry for myself if I don’t pick two articles. I used to tell myself that choosing a substitute was a big mistake in my life, but I knew that there was no turning back in life. It was useless to complain. Sighing and crying would only hurt myself, I can only choose to dry my tears and march forward bravely. Persistence means victory, giving is proportional to harvest. These things called Truth have been thrown away by me for countless times and picked up from the ground for countless times. Struggle and persistence have collapsed for countless times, he stood stubbornly from the original place for countless times. Now, when I still persist in fighting in this place called Qingfeng primary school, holding the heavy fruit called becoming a regular worker in my hand, I wholeheartedly, racking my brains and serving more than ten teachers and more than 200 students with a vision called principal, I suddenly felt that God was caring for us, it was he who insisted on shaping the miserable people more solid, so he deliberately put me into this rough and tortuous way to hone me. The traces left behind for more than ten years were crooked and touched, those twists and turns and efforts are actually my greatest wealth. It turns out that suffering is cultivating me deliberately. It teaches me what is strong and what is hard work, here I salute them respectfully! 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…

Way

(1) most of the things are limited, and the so-called infinite can only be to some extent. The term of the year has passed, and the time dimension of the year has opened the door. I met and lost all the way. A well-written story has never been deduced. There were also high-profile swearing and endless emphasis, and later they were bluffing; There were also new departures, and later they were silent endurance, deep-rooted marks and self-response. The rhythm of every winter morning contains thick and thin hair, cold breeze, thoughts precipitated by baptism, and the complex of thinking like broken old books with faint moisture and dew. Holding a pen in hand, thinking of some people, some things, some written sentences. Winter in the South, cold bone erosion. The trees on the street are still green, but they reveal desolation, dust and exhaustion. Weekend break, mostly alone, single cycle with a piece of music, quiet and melancholy. Those faded things, those who went away, were clear and vague across the river of time. The so-called love has to be, but it is just shallow love, deeply hidden. Keeping the silence of the night, the flowers of fantasy are light and shallow. Look through the dusty books on the bookshelf, sketch a poem, and exchange for an unknown arrival. Chapters intermittent, dismay and quietly wait for, give up time old,, give up clouds flower falls, give up those accompanying scenery. Time is not old, we are not separated, it is a good wish, but time is really not old, but we are no longer young. Landscape between, clear. Standing near the window, holding his cheek with one hand, banished his heart to the distant place. (Ii) the imprint of time is on the mottled walls of memory. The sunshine in the afternoon warms the ancient trees and vines, and the shadowy silhouette accumulates the whole old walls. Those speculated panic were deposited in the noisy sound. Every sensitive nerve touches the flow of blood. How many old days are treasured. Wooden bookshelves with some debris falling down, neat books, randomly selected one to read, word by word, recorded the dribs and drabs of the world of mortals and those plain feelings. My closed heart lost my waiting. (3) meet all the way, lose all the way, think about yourself, and wait persistently for an unexpected prosperity. Lean against the corner of the wall and sleep on your knees. Quiet time, quiet and dark life. At the corner of time, your figure is gradually moving away, leaving only deep and shallow footprints. Life, do not forget your original heart, can always find your original self. Those words that have made efforts to weave their minds reveal clear lines. The world is stable, and there are many times when I am worried about giving new words, pretending to be sad spring and hurt autumn. Now, I admire the bright eyes at the beginning. In the old days, when we let down and despair, we were full of complaints. After all, we were covered with bruises and couldn’t live with pain. I also learned to forget, learn to let go, about those unwilling and regretful. The diary of the past and the textbook of childhood were lost in the corner of the old house. If you make a wish in previous years, you will have everything immediately. A year has passed, and this wish has become the wish of the coming year, with some permission to laugh and feel sad. I remember the dream I wrote at the corner of the table when I was reading, which now runs in the opposite direction and goes further and further. In fact, it is not unreasonable to fall in love with words, but just get used to sadness. Calm down in desperation and forget the shining possibility. Every time I look to the sun, I work hard, and I still try my best to expect an unexpected prosperity. QQ:2602785763 author: gu ying author: like writing essays mood words, a standard 90, quite puzzled, want to know one’s work, heart and floating: world that no large, I want to see it. 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…

Sorrow percents

Looking forward to a performance of fireworks and making a vow to laugh out the spring breeze. I have seen the blue smoke and looked at it for thousands of years. I was blamed for being in danger and waiting for leisure. I missed the first inscription (1) I sighed lightly. I missed the time when flowers bloom. I like red and green, and I am paranoid about all the beautiful emotions, all will start from here. I always believe that I am full of passion and innocence in my heart. Even in a plain day, I will have a variety of amorous feelings because of the existence of these two colors. I chose to come to this world on the day of beginning of winter. My mother said that it was very cold on the day of birth. A large number of snowflakes went through the dim clouds and fell slowly without any sound. Unconsciously, the Earth was already pale. On that day, the season was cold, while my mother’s arms were warm. Just as the human feelings in this world are warm and cold, I have tasted it in two or ten years. Because of my health, I have always been afraid of the cold, so I often hope that the northeast city I live in can also become spring all the year round. I don’t know when to start, I like to make a cup of hot tea, standing in the warm room, quietly watching the falling snowflakes outside the window. This kind of scene always evokes the past, happy or painful. (Ii) looking back, wasting the dawn, I use time to recall and forget. The encounters between people are always very subtle, and there is a long way to go. I will meet many people and Miss many people. We met in the crowd, but we still couldn’t escape the fate of separation. Some people have known each other before, but once they separate, they will never have any contact. Even if we met again, we just passed by, and we couldn’t even change each other’s names. I traveled through thousands of rivers and mountains, but only to pass you. I forgot to ask you, can you remember that year? My mood murmured and murmured in my memory. I only saw the beginning, but could not guess the ending. I think friendship is indeed a thing that can hardly stand waiting. When it fades and breaks down, it will gradually be forgotten. Standing at the ferry of time, we are still unprepared. In the end, the long road was still going alone. How could you say that you are not alone or lonely? I don’t know what is waiting for me in the depth of this road. (3) waving the sword and cutting off the lingering loneliness last autumn, I picked a few leaves and put them in the book at hand. When I was reading the book that day, I accidentally found that the leaves were still lying quietly in the same place. I forgot where I saw such a sentence: Loneliness is a carnival of one person. Time is indeed a very subtle thing, which always makes some inexplicable moved and collides with the unspeakable loneliness in the deep heart. The face in the mirror is very stubborn and calm. Love is on the left, but love is on the right. I like the feeling of walking alone, looking at the yellow leaves falling down all over the ground indifferently, the cold smoke and grass are declining, which is sentimental to hurt myself. I like to treasure those things full of classical elements, such as covers, cards or just a very old stamp, as if I came from a long time ago and still obsessed with the flavor of primitive simplicity and thick. Shopping, reading, writing, playing the piano, don’t care to finish it alone. Life needs to be enjoyed, and everyone also needs to seek a space alone. I believe that one day I will become a woman full of poetic feelings. (4) string, the elegan wind that has been singing for a lifetime is very strong, blowing the strand of hair in front of the forehead, so natural. At the age of twenty, he began to think about something that he had never thought before, and began to laugh with a group of friends of the same age that he had joined the ranks of the 30th. I don’t know where I will belong and who I will die. I can’t wear it on the other side of the world. Every minute, every moment, every moment, there will be different pictures playing and replaying in my mind constantly. Sometimes I listen to some old songs, trying to use others’ voices to change back the light and shadow in my memory. Read the sentences written by Cang yangjiatuo to feel the warmth and delicacy of this alien man, which made him addicted to the large stretch of love behind him and unwilling to wake up. Imagine that you can love once without scruple, even if it is just a time when flowers bloom, even if there is an abyss beyond redemption under your feet. The daffodils wanted to go to carp, and there were many tears in the Lotus red overnight. Stay in the cold night of the blue sea, shed tears for someone. The road of life is always very hard. Time goes by. This road may be long or short. It is so long that I can’t recall the fleeting time. Very short very short, short track Too Late Goodbye. Postscript: In my dream, I am beautiful with flowers. I hope that when I wake up, I can still write down: Treasure, years. On November 13th, 2010, Zan (prose editor: Ink drops into wounds) the snow vanished 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…