Month: May 2018

A touch of sadness

[Introduction] Sometimes, standing alone in the crowded crowd, looking at the scene and time disappearing hurriedly outside the car window, sighing that the flowing light is easy to throw people, red cherry and green plantain; sighing the vicissitudes of current affairs, a drop of clear tears will gently slide down with a touch of sadness, quietly.

When you are alone, you always like nostalgia with slight sadness. I like listening to nostalgic old songs and songs with a little sadness. When the beautiful and emotional melody of classic old songs rings, I always immerse myself in light sadness, recalling the past people, thing of the past. Sadness is always everywhere, but some people are used to enduring heartbreak with smiles and hiding sadness in the deepest part of their hearts. It seems that their hearts are always broken, scattered like amethyst fragments, unable to be pieced together, even if it is slightly bonded, it can be turned into fragments in degree. It seemed that the appearance was so strong that there was no place to strike, but it was so fragile that it could not withstand a single blow. It was just that there was no place to hide after the sadness became apparent on different occasions and at different times. Perhaps, many people are always happy in front of friends without tears, but that is just a disguise. They will not let their weaknesses and tears appear in front of anyone, and they will try their best to hide them, even if the head is broken and the blood is bleeding, it must be hidden desperately. When you are sad, you are always only yourself. Occasionally, I saw a few graceful and lingering poems. When the sun went down, the heartbroken people were at the end of the world. Things are not everything, and tears flow first. Wordless alone on West Building, month hook, lonely Indus Shen yuan lock clear autumn. Cutting constantly, the reason is still chaotic, it is the sorrow of leaving, not just the general taste in my heart. There will be slight sadness in my heart. Experience the true feelings in the slight sadness and miss the true feelings. I don’t know why, there will always be slight sadness in my heart and eyes. In rainy days? In dusk? In Eventide? The slight sadness always lingers, like smoke, like fog, looming. Nature of flower, a stone always chujingshengqing. When I feel it, I splash tears and hate others. No matter in the rainy spring, or in the misty autumn, looking at the gray sky, looking at the lonely and empty wilderness, or walking in the silent Alley, A hint of sadness will emerge inexplicably in my heart, and I can’t help thinking of Dai Wangshu’s rain Lane! When the sunset was close to dusk, watching the sunset slowly down to the West, watching the clouds in the West dim little by little, staring at the flying birds in the air fading away, there would still be a slight sadness in my heart, and a little melancholy, an unknown poem will emerge. The sunset is a big and round Acacia bean, which makes people cry to it every dusk. Alone, gradually rising in the twilight, the light of sadness suddenly gushed out in my heart. It stems from being a romanticist and a perfectionist in his heart, so he is destined to be a pessimist. Even if you understand that you are not surprised at your favor or disgrace, you can watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court; If you don’t want to leave, you will feel sad when you come back to reality again and again. I thought there would be sadness when I was alone, not necessarily. Sometimes when you are in the vast sea of people and look around, you can’t find a friend who can talk with you, there will still be a slight sadness rising in your heart. Sometimes, standing alone in the crowded crowd, looking at the scene and time disappearing hurriedly outside the car window, sighing that the flowing light is easy to throw people away, red cherry and green plantain; Sighing that the vicissitudes of current affairs, A drop of clear tears will slide down gently with slight sadness, silently. Sometimes, a warm eye, a gentle greeting and a distant blessing will wrap some sweetness and warmth in the slight sadness. Maybe on the road of life, the slight sadness will be more quiet and more thinking! Slowly healing in silence, slowly moving forward in thinking, wearing a smile in the light of sadness, and feeling a true feeling in the light of sadness. Knowing that life is changeable, facing the ups and downs of life, why not walk through spring, summer, autumn and winter calmly and let the soul abandon flashy and restless? Everyone is a story, because of God’s will, we walk from one story to another, but the story itself does not stop because of your departure, nor will it be perfect because of your arrival. The story can have no starting point, but it cannot have no ending point. This is his sadness. Life is a process of comparing endurance. You can see who stands steadily in sorrow. If you stand for a long time, he is the winner, just like walking into a hutong, you can turn around, but you have to face the long journey after turning around. If you stick to it, you can choose the road you want to take again. Time is waiting for others. May this road not be too long and too dark to learn to be happy. Sadness is not suitable for you. Friends who have read the article. Happiness is also a day, sorrow is also a day, why bother yourself. The biggest sadness is that he is still in a hurry for yesterday’s sadness today. What should be forgotten will let him go with the wind. Therefore, sadness can only be light, your life, there are more, believe in yourself, light, we forget, we are happy

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My child, thank you for your trust in your aunt. Let me listen to your stories. Just like tasting a cup of bitter medicated wine, it gives me a shock in my heart and makes me feel the voice of your child who is unwilling to be a teacher. Aunt recorded your story exactly so as to alert future generations.,

Inscription

Father, Teacher’s Day is coming. While wishing teachers a happy holiday, I, as your son and student, wish you a happy holiday! When I said this blessing, my heart was aching faintly, because as the son of a teacher, I had never felt happy since I could remember. If there is an afterlife, I don’t want to be a teacher’s son, especially your son. Father, do you still remember? When I was in primary school, you always warned me that as a teacher, children should be better and more disciplined, and there must be no sense of superiority in front of classmates. At the same time, you have repeatedly told my teacher to be strict with me. Under your close supervision, I am not only not superior at all, but also passive everywhere, not as good as other classmates. I remember that once I was late with several classmates. The Chinese teacher asked several other students to return to their seats, except me. He asked me to stand alone in front of the platform, in front of the whole class, and taught me: you are a teacher’s child, and you should take the lead everywhere in your study and discipline. If you are late, you should be punished. I know that the Chinese teacher did it according to your previous instructions. Do you know my mood at that moment? My poor self-esteem was hurt in the gloating eyes of my classmates. Don’t the children of teachers have the right to make mistakes? Does the teacher’s children have no chance to correct their mistakes? When I was ashamed and wronged, the teacher finally showed mercy to me. I stood upright and refused to return my seat. Seeing how dare I go against his will, the teacher wrung my ear fiercely and told me to return to my seat immediately. The unfairness of the teacher aroused my courage to rebel, so I struggled to get rid of the teacher’s hand and ran out of the classroom in humiliation. After you knew it, you severely criticized me and asked me to apologize to the teacher. Although I apologized against my will, I planted the seeds of hatred in my heart from now on. I hated your harshness towards me, the unfairness of my teacher, and the son of my teacher. What makes me more painful is that I have been your student since I was in the third grade of primary school. I have been doing it for four years, and those four years are really hell on earth. You often warn me: as a teacher, if my academic performance is worse than others, it will make me lose face. If the teacher’s children do not perform well in school, how can I educate other students? I also want to be excellent everywhere to win honor for your face, but things often go against your wishes. Let’s take writing as an example. I am also practicing writing seriously, but writing is not good-looking and cannot be as you wish. Although, you have shown me the exercises written by the best student again and again, I hope I can reach that level. However, I have tried my best, and no one is better. Disappointed and angry, you always make that teaching stick drop on my little hand relentlessly, and it hurts my heart. You never beat a student, but I am also your student, because I am still your son, besides playing the role of a teaching stick, it became a ruler specially punishing me. I remember that once I avoided, which made you more angry. A stick hit my ankle, which made me limp for several days. Although you painstakingly applied ointment for me afterwards, you said while applying it: in the future, you should practice your handwriting well so as not to be beaten. It was under such a stick education that I still failed to practice my handwriting well. Perhaps, in terms of writing, I am really a piece of Deadwood that cannot be carved. Let’s talk about the exam. Which time did I not feel scared and nervous when I was facing a big enemy? I couldn’t get the first place in the exam, so I was certainly criticized. Even if I got the first place in the exam, you would not be satisfied if you didn’t get full marks in each subject. Even if you got full marks in the first place, you would also warn me with a, there are people out of the world. Don’t be proud. Don’t be proud. Guard against arrogance and rashness. Otherwise, you may not be the first one next time. As a teacher’s child, don’t want to satisfy you at any time. Imagine, when did I get your praise? Am I really useless? For other students, you do not spare your encouragement and praise at all. It was unfortunate enough to be your student in school with fear. However, when you arrived at home, you still scolded me with high education as a teacher. Even when eating, I didn’t miss the opportunity to educate me, which often made me cry and chew the rice grains that I couldn’t swallow. Sometimes, you are self-righteous to make me contentment, saying that there is a teacher in your family who is near the water tower to coach me, so don’t be born in happiness without knowing happiness. To be honest, I didn’t feel happy about having a teacher and father, but I felt that I was in the hot water. I don’t want my home to be like a school. I am scared and painful when I have a teacher. The most exasperating thing is that after each exam, you also take the spare blank paper from school and let me do it again, saying that it is to strengthen memory and practice makes perfect. Every time when I was busy doing exercises, I heard the laughter of other children playing outside. How jealous I am! I also feel deeply sad that I am your son and teacher’s son. After entering junior high school, I finally left your school and your sight, thinking that I was like a bird out of the cage and could be relaxed and free. However, I was wrong. Although I also worked hard, my grades were still not very satisfactory. You often hate to tell me how promising my colleagues’ children are. Some have entered key high schools, some have entered famous universities, and some have been admitted to civil servants, why can’t you argue with me? Every time I hear those platitudes, my head will explode. Do you think I don’t want to lead everywhere? Don’t I want to win honor for you? However, I am has spare capacity, I am this material! Because of my grades, after three years of junior high school, you also faced the reality and let me take the vocational school. I am learn technology with confidence. However, you always feel that you are a teacher and your child only goes to vocational school. Your heart is always extremely unbalanced. As long as you see me playing, you will take the opportunity to taunt me: if you have nothing to do, you will know how to play! I was so ashamed that my colleagues asked me which school you went to. I was embarrassed to say it out. I was too ignorant! At first, I still felt that I was responsible for the loss and endured it silently. Later, I also argued: Why did I fail to attend vocational school? There are too many college students who can’t find jobs, and the employment situation of vocational school graduates is not bad. Our teachers often teach us to be confident and learn skills well so as not to worry about finding a job in the future. However, I know that your vanity as a teacher and parent often defeats the fragile rationality and vents your dissatisfaction again and again, hitting me again and again. Although your mother often advises you that if you are in a normal state of mind and don’t expect too much, why should your teacher’s son be excellent everywhere? As long as the child is healthy and healthy, do you have to worry about raising yourself in the future? Father, you all know that when educating students, you will also tell one set after another. However, your words and deeds are always contradictory, and you have a double standard for students to I am. Therefore, it is inevitable that you will repeat the trick occasionally, vent yourself and hurt me. I have been unable to communicate with you for many years. Most of the time, the father and son have strong hostility, and the home is often filled with strong smell of gunpowder. How can I be happy in such a family atmosphere? Seeing the intimate appearance of other people’s father and son, I am so eager. In my memory, you always frowned and frowned. How I wish your cold face could burst into a smile. However, it is difficult to achieve what you wish. I often doubt that you are born not to laugh, but when your students make progress, you will also laugh! But your smile is too stingy for me. Your harshness and harshness are nearly cruel to me. Now, father, you should really reflect on yourself! In fact, you shouldn’t regard me as your own student at home. You can’t distinguish between school and school. You are a teacher in school and a parent at home. Home is a place for children to enjoy love, not a gas station in school! You are a teacher. As a teacher’s child, should you really be better than others? Father, your expectation is too high and your vanity is too strong. Under the pressure of your two mountains, I almost suffocated and collapsed. After all, I failed you and failed to win honor for your face. I can only say sorry. However, if there is an afterlife, I will definitely not choose to be a teacher’s son, especially not to be your son. Write in the back: kid, your story makes aunt heartache, and also makes her heart shocked. Because as a teacher and a parent, I once made the same mistake to my children. There must be some parents who are teachers making the same mistake again. Let’s appeal together: Dear teachers and friends, reflect on it, wake up and stop treating home as a school. At home, you should put down your teacher’s airs and be an amiable ordinary parent; At home, don’t let your child continue to be a student, let the child be a lively and lovely ordinary child!

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“Dream falls and flowers bloom”

Day. Girl, tell me, the kindergarten teacher let they look for spring. I asked girl, spring? Girl replied; Small grass green, small tree sprouted, flowers bloom and day. Users of signature changed: tachun to this reminds me, should With Girl out look for spring. Remember last year, promised children godmother, Yangchun san yue, necessarily with a girl to visit after her on. Thinking, just shoot two hawks with one arrow, trip music and breathe. Nothing special, no preparation, Friday afternoon from kindergarten received girl, straight to the station and bought a to Xuzhou of ticket. 08:10 car, or was I hurry carrying girl hurried pop-up train, this father do, oh. Girl excited, first close and train contact, first and I travel, first went to see godmother! I believe, this will become a girl after life of a recall. Because, when I was young I had not had a such distant memory. Car is very hot, I and girl in middle, bunk is two young girl. Train is slowly leaves Hefei, I tell girl, we started looking for spring. Girl jump cheer, it is lovely, no half quarter corpuscles, for a while this, for a while that, excited extremely. Girl of lively, provoke two aunts love, along the way, send eat send drink, relationship with them is very congenial. That it makes our province under too much heart, from time to time to go to a smoker, smoke find out. Only hear train glide tracks, Kata, Kata voice, away from life trivial, sail for another kind of emotional touched. Girl from Middle, drill into the aunt bunk, Jabber and they liao kan, I room watching the car window, mind precipitation of the past, with the train of sculpting and across half past twelve, car to Xuzhou, girl with aunts said goodbye. We set foot on this sleeping city, play car, to master the bus station, not want, not a minute, master parking tell I arrived. Wow, original bus station and train station together, only I this strange people, had to pay the eight yuan fares. I finding a place to live, girl tired, say in the middle of the night we were going nowhere. In a hotel room, girl asked me, Dad, this is our home? Dad, I sleep which bed? Dad, I’m not sleepy, you put cartoon to I see? I’m tired, want to sleep, adult spring after all no longer as children of the spring as bright. Unexpectedly, did not expect, morning turned out to be girl wakes me up, at dawn, Dad, let’s go, we go to see godmother. Station of around, we yelia turned again, found no girl drink of soy milk. Heard, Northern Jiangsu millet gruel or can, girl bulkhead drink a bowl, ate a I also don’t think delicious bun filled. Afraid she hungry, car front, or buy a heating hamburger, a cup of tea! This year’s spring, to was so slow, along the way, branches are just spit green, some trees scattered flower, it is difficult to see a piece of imaginary spring impression, Hefei so, northern Jiangsu more true. Actually, I thinking positioning error, or because season inverted cold, and lose Spring real interpretation, spring should be vitality, Fangfei is not necessarily spring, it’s wrong judgment. Girl night excitement had been tided over somehow, like cat curled up in my arms, cooked sleeping. Is thought seat narrow, actually is a girl taller, watch girl cannot stretch the leg, I very distressed. Gently move ass, Will girl body flat, in her belly bulge on the cover thin clothes. Girl sleep very comfortable, I heard her light snore and busts. Look for spring, spring where, the breath of spring is a girl breath, girl growth vitality. Sitting in car aisle of looking at once nocturnal, si ceng familiar road, my heart is very calm, not agitated, only indifferent. Girl does not know, this line of origin, don’t need her understand, she as long as know to see godmother, because godmother surgery hospitalized. Is should visit, just for Thanksgiving godmother for she wrote of a text. This is a beautiful memory. The spring sun, easy to sleepy, I inadvertently, head bent sideways over a Wayan’s leg, also with car the bouncing of the sleeping out of the car, I and wench discuss buy something to see godmother? Flowers, fruit, or a with carnation flower basket, is the vitality of Spring, Spring Blessing, spring of hope. We place visit the sick always like with some eggs, a basket of beautiful wrapped eggs is good; Love the hometown of the Sophora japonica, SJ honey of course more good. Choose good things, in a cab, in time before 12 noon visit godmother. I asked the driver, here somewhat fussy, time fit your feet. Girl cute, in a hospital corridor shouting godmother, godmother? I did not even know, across the ward is Godmother where. Watching children godmother bed of flowers, fruit, know a lot of people came to visit, including a from Northland to come of a big sister. It is said that both the South and the North are destined, which indicates that the fate of the child’s dopted mother is good and precious. No wonder the legend in her arena. Girl with her godmother frolicking with, no any health parts per sense, is also a genetic. Is singing, dancing, the I of a wish. Brother-in-law is first met, hearty character, we as in wine, burning alcohol, I am very satisfied, a heart down. Nice, everything good, I understand, children dry mother’s happiness has to find spring. Girl Dry brother, shy, a handsome a half of young man, very affinity, afternoon, is he accompanied girl in play, brother and sister look congenial. Are well, it would be nice, I also should With Girl return. From a city to another city far, from true feelings to a friendship, to a family, is close. I and girl, what to expect, they can come to our city guest, again will affection connection. Is Spring tipsy, I with a share of the Jiu Jin, and girl sleep until train station. Or eight multi-train, 24 hours of travel, we set foot on return. Girl forgot look for spring, and I ‘d find the spring. See hope of the spring, understand spring Xinyu, capture to spring blessing! Half past twelve, returned to Hefei, first started in House, spring thunder rumbling, a spring rain pouring down, under as happy, as dripping xijinqianhua, meet spring rainy season, spring rain floating moved, and wish, also have blessing calm write down these broken broken Zero Zero, bits and a calm, a beautiful, a memory tomorrow will be better!

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Story of Time

Time gives everyone the same opportunity; And the story of time presents different wonderful things in everyone’s life. The story inscribing time is not only a song, but also a thought that has gone through life. Just like every Spring Festival, all happiness, exhaustion and regret will not come back again. I don’t like visiting relatives and friends, but I can’t escape. Today, after a rest, you will finally have time to experience your time. A window, inside and outside seems to be two worlds. Perhaps the solar term has passed the beginning of spring, and the sunshine in the afternoon is still a little warm. Luo Dayou’s “The Story of Time” is flowing slowly. But the story that heart is taken away by flowing water changes people. The story that flowing water takes away time changes two people. The story that flowing water takes away time changes our peace after being influenced. Time never stops, and the story never ends. The origin of yesterday is the story of today, and the fate of today is also the story of tomorrow. Life is too short, and the world is prosperous. All stories are mostly lonely, and the short is joy. I can work hard, being happy and chasing together is because of the little surprises between people, and it is always yourself who creates this surprise. Because, whether tomorrow is cloudy, sunny or windy, we must continue to play the story. Luo Dayou is old, so is the story of time. But as long as the mood is not old when listening quietly, the music will touch the soft heartstrings 1.1. Gao Tang Mingjing’s gray hair was sad, and the sun turned into snow at dusk. What is far away from the flashy is the past, and what is left in the dust is the deep. At the corner of the street, a few firecrackers rang out, bringing my thoughts back to the reality. After the end of my life, I was not crazy when I looked back. This Spring Festival, I didn’t have heavy colours, let alone infinite magnificence. My parents are getting older and older. Compared with last year, the old people have added a few wisps of white hair. Thankfully, their health is still very tough. We sisters have already got married, and we can often visit and wait for them, but as the saying goes, don’t come to the old couple. Usually, parents spend more time together. Maybe for so many years, they have become accustomed to quarrels, nagging and bad habits of each other. I thought about helping them change, but finally I chose to respect and understand. Another spring is approaching, and I only wish the old man safe and healthy in the story of time with my heart. My lover and son are the most important people in my life. In these years, there are not many words about lovers and Sons, either on purpose or on purpose. For more than ten years, my lover’s responsibility for family, care for my son, tolerance and care for me have always been the greatest happiness in my heart. Our small family is not magnificent. My lover is not successful, and my son is still young. But fortunately, in the story of time, the three of us cried, laughed, hurt, hurt each other and lived in real and accommodating life. It will not change because of the change of the world and morality, and will not be unbalanced because of the plain life. As for me. In the past 2010, I felt a little unhappy in my work and a little uneasy in my life. But the world was fair, with gains and losses, gains and losses. I was unable to recover. In my life, I can’t be a strong woman, nor a professional woman, let alone a literati. But I like ordinary days. For the sake of family and relatives, I am confident that I can put down a lot. Maybe, some people will think this is nothing to pursue, some people will think this is insatiable, some people will think that I am lofty and arrogant, I don’t care about others’ criticism, others’ comments, I only care about my own feelings, family Happiness. Although rich people yearn for, ordinary people can also live a steady life. People don’t know that there is cause and effect. Who has the cause and effect abandoned? In the dark world, it has its own fixed number. At this moment of meditation, I confirm that time has captured a lot, and time has left a lot. Along the way, whether it’s good or bad, enough is enough. Learn to grasp. I firmly believe that the injuries, blows and troubles experienced in 2010 will eventually be covered, melted and vanished. Every day in, doing yourself well is the most important thing. Years are ruthless and life is beautiful. And I, the indifferent woman, will always be full of smiles in the story of time!

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Heart v language

Recently, my family is a little busy with construction, and my life is tense and full! Although the house is bigger and spacious than before, I can’t feel any surprise or change in my heart! I don’t know what’s wrong with this? Tell a sister that this is a good thing, which means you have a calm attitude towards things. Looking back at the past two months, it seems to be a struggle with your heart, challenging your whole heart to say that it is easy to face other people’s affairs. You can talk frankly, but when facing your own affairs, you must be in a hurry. This is what the old saying goes. This is profound, I am have really realized this truth! But life is your own, and what you have to face and experience is also yourself. I often think: no matter it is pain or happiness, only after experiencing it is my own wealth. In the experience, in our blankly spent, we should often stop to reflect, after reflection is your real harvest. I know all my friends only know that I am in poor health, and all my friends who have seen me know that I am is in a wheelchair, but few people know how I am live? Walked, how? Because when I meet my friends, I will try my best to sit in a wheelchair and talk and laugh with them. How can they see how I am walk? But I said I could walk, but the way was different. That posture is very ugly, but I have to do that, because I want to live; That posture is very helpless, because I need to take care of myself; I hate that posture, but I still have to stick to it! In the past, I thought only I was not brave enough to face it. Until I met him (her), I understood that this was a kind of clear mark in the bottom of my heart. It was a wound that you could not hide with all your strength, because it was too obvious, it is too exposed that it stands in your heart more painfully than a thorn. It cannot be removed, scraped or escaped. You must choose to bear it, even if it is bleeding, you also have to bear it! You walk like that in front of your family, maybe this is your default habit. But when you have to be like this in front of your long-time friends who have never met you? You did it, but no one knows how much temperature on your face when you did it? What kind of struggle is your heart enduring? Everyone cares about their own dignity, especially when you are poor and only have dignity. It is all your wealth, but you still have to face it. That kind of endurance is necessary, and it is a kind of face with no choice! It may be easier to face in front of friends, because they have already understood each other’s heart and understood how to communicate with your heart, just because they know that they can face each other easily. What should I do when facing those strange and curious eyes that I have never met before? What will you do when those regretful words swim in your ear??? At that time, you must tighten your teeth and tell yourself that even if there is a pot of fire in front of you, you will flow through the vast ocean! Because you still have the responsibility, you have to face the thorns in your heart, which are deep and sharp, but those are what you have to face, shouting loudly and forcing yourself, tell yourself, ask yourself, do you understand??? Just that morning, she avoided those eyes and walked in front of everyone with her head lowered. Seeing her move freely and carelessly, only she knew how embarrassed she was, how fast the heartbeat is… She is shouting for persistence over and over again, persistence! Looking back today after she came over, she found that it was actually not that difficult. As long as you were brave, it would be a little bit. You can comfort yourself and practice yourself with the words of persuading others. It seems that it is no big deal. Many things are actually not as terrible as you think. I have always liked Xiao Yaxuan’s: hair swung and walked away with strides. Don’t pity the little sadness in your heart, wave bye — bye, wish you a happy… Facing the biggest opponent is bravery! To pump your own gas! Let yourself be brave, because no matter how difficult the road ahead is, it will be yourself after all. There will be a lot to face tomorrow. The biggest killer you face is vulnerability. If you are brave, you will step back! On the contrary, if you are much more vulnerable, then you will be more unable to face it in the future. Tell yourself to be brave and you will face everything. I admit that as a person like me, I have one more sensitive nerve than a normal person, which shows my inner vulnerability. Even if you understand that this nerve is unnecessary, it is inevitable. This depends on constantly absorbing knowledge and accomplishment to increase your confidence and support your better progress. When you can’t compare your confidence in real strength with others, then you can only rely on the remaining spiritual confidence to encourage yourself to go further. I don’t know how much I will face in the future? This is unpredictable. I can only tell myself to be brave. Persistence is the only hope!! Say these not to show what? I just want to tell those friends and sisters like me to be brave and tell myself that your heart is healthy. In fact, you are the same as everyone else. Being tolerant of yourself is actually very simple to face. Accept those eyes bravely, and believe that the eyes are more about understanding, attention, concern, and admiration. As long as you walk past bravely, victory will always belong to you.

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[Introduction] after the years a few degrees winter and summer, I care for students’ growth acquire knowledge nourish, through life confused, when students into palace of knowledge, suddenly look back, visible candlelight in smiling I

There is a kind of occupation most beautiful and researching that; Have a landscape most meaningful, that’s soul; A emotion most moving, that is teachers and students! jiu yue gold autumn, a harvest season, a for Thanksgiving, a teacher of season. Is teacher for students opened the door of wisdom; Is teacher for students guide the way forward. Teacher is students Life forever mentor, is human civilization heritage guide. In each of us life long education, teachers say, every move to people deep enlightenment, deeply infected with everyone. Campus time is people most beautiful youth, alma mater mentor is people deepest heart and loving. Division kindness never forget! I and all of education like her fellow, winter to spring, with sweat feel the flowers of happiness, for labor to harvest the fruit of joy. When teacher’s day comes, bless my colleagues, thank my students, also thanks all for understanding, support and attention my all friends! Yesterday morning to work, many a big flower basket successively sent to my office, my colleagues and I are sequentially students sent flowers and gifts, office suddenly overflowing, the balmy. After, and keep getting from far and students of various text messaging and blessing, let I immersed in the happiness of the warm, this happiness is not done teachers the inability to feel! Looked at the front of the flowers, fast er shi nian of education career pronto, time is fleeting, but in this fast er shi nian in my harvest is full, my students in a variety of sectors, they all live a healthy and happy life. I am very pleased and grateful. It is my students who make my life colorful and valuable. Is I and students growing up together. In the eyes of the world I not material rich, but I is spirit of the big spender. From I somewhat reluctant podium, to a week after don’t want to leave, is almost full er shi nian, own successively away a few graduates, have done more than ten years of teacher, and students forged a strong bond, from teachers and students to close friends, until today, my students and I still maintain that pure friendship. As teachers away students a group and a group, teacher in the eyes of students always mentor and leader, delay students a semester probably will is his life, I have repeatedly told myself, student’s life no duplicates in youth, in their course of growth, I will accompany them along a, and crucial-a, so, for whatever reason all in Do Not I and they together through this journey, regret, mistakes, do not delay their growth, proved despite how I have endeavored,. Of my students not short few rights rich, many people now not lack flowers and applause, icing on the cake without I, timely help I will come! 9 yue 10 ri, is autumn, is the harvest season, but if a teacher for own Life effort and sweat for the awaking with the fruits of the future, look back filled with emotion, tears, even cried, then he will will this life every day as their own festival, because he no wasted time, his every day filled with lofty dedication! Of course, if a teacher mediocrity to wasted their teaching career, I think, he will also away from this festival, because he will in Heart produce a deep guilt! I won’t demanding-style in this festival sent flowers and blessing, as teachers rule, not, granted its knowledge, teach the human, for students, the teacher’s education is a lifetime thing, in students out of school into social, apply your talents to achieve business success, or for teacher once granted his cultural knowledge and for the way to overcome the life difficulties, he will naturally in inner impresses with think of their teacher, even heart and paper praise the vast Shien, this a deep feeling far better than as students in Manchester, in the festival to teachers to send stylized blessing, even if Zhang cards filled with thick friendship, that only explains one student informed zhi yi, does not mean educational achievement of connotation and extension, students leave a teacher after right path success, that is the teacher most valuable returns to! Conversely, class of students after graduation bloodless inner mind nothing, on self-destruction of the crossroads, at least, as his teacher, I will namelessly failure, so, he used to send the one beautiful cards that bundle of beautiful flowers and mean much? Yesterday, sky swimming in drizzle, this year’s autumn seems came a little early, the taste of autumn is deep as same dense. Deciduous flying, water haziness. I experience the life of a and a of spring and autumn, understand, a lot of know how, mood also as autumn calm, robust, a lot of people and things have less important. I treat the years calmly, and there is only a little regret in my heart. The car of time still runs too fast, disappearing without a trace instantly and having nowhere to find. Relentless years, people love! Time of day by day such cycle, no particular. In their time in and use my pen heartily depict life, also want to use text to describe life, reflect my alive of basic value and significance, I so with time began is hard. Every morning at five get up, to school with kids to learning, night to to ten’t be home rest. Don’t know sometimes Energy how could so strong, presumably mind to these of the wisdom children hope, will to do to fight! Busy days like turning pages, specific content already remember ears. There is just something called enrichment filling my heart! It seemed that the days were still those days, and I started a half-month weekend again. For the coming year of the brilliant, I and children began hard walk every second, not long nor short trek, make up a missed lesson is double cease day of main melody. This afternoon’s first section is English, I punished part-style, or their memory really poor, I on the blackboard again and speak of fixed pattern, temporal, students speaking clearly and logically,-With their schoolwork in repeated wrong, without correcting their habits, it will make them habit, key time or so casual, this will affect their ability of normal play, will leave even lifetime pity! I let students carrying their own wrong topic this, give me a reasonable explanation and description. Watch them, I now not only is teacher, parent my responsibility, my daughter graduating class, watching her daughter of bitter and tired, did I desire no heartache? Similarly, do I not understand students? I lived like this in those years, carrying my promise to my parents on my back. Whenever I wanted to be lazy, my mother’s eyes stared at me. I understood the affectionate and ardent hope in my eyes, so I work hard, I am strong. In fact, I have been working for 17 years, and how much did my parents enjoy what I gave? I am ashamed! For these children, it is not that I am cruel or put too much pressure on them, because if one wants to stand in the future society and life, he has to bear too much, who back can’t, who failed! On weekdays, I to student’s learning never relax, right as usual very strict treat them! Even though I treat students like this, when teacher’s day is approaching, I still receive blessing messages and online blessings from students from all walks of life, and many other students send me cash, for I celebrate holidays, and some students for I wrote praise my article, see I rostrum, desk, everywhere flowers, and all kinds of nice gift, let me most impressive was the students wrote me a chapter essay, I not for they sang I congratulate, major I watch my once students achievements and pleased! It seems my pay and no vain, maybe they now of brilliant, is to my biggest reward! At this time I see scenes, that moment, tears welling up in my eyes! At that moment, my eyes became wet, which were tears of relief. I don’t wish to palliate them, heart sincere, Heart of magnanimous I can t hide! At that moment, tears slipped across my cheeks, quietly fell down, silently fell into my heart, not to say that it was melodramatic, and the balance bearing conscience and responsibility made me unable to let go, not indifferent! At that moment, I burst into tears. At this moment, I asked myself? I can also when teachers? I can bear the physical tiredness, and how long can I bear the tiredness in my heart? Some say that teachers are a Heaven Brightest Big Dipper, as we pointed out the way forward; Some say that teachers are a mountain most cool mountain spring, with fragrance of nectar juice watering the students these saplings; some say that teachers are a lush leaves, with her strong body protect students these future Bud children. Look up high, diamond hard! After the years, a few degrees winter and summer, I care for students’ growth acquire knowledge nourish, through life confused, when students into palace of knowledge, suddenly look back, visible candlelight in charming smile to me, people say that the teacher is wax torch Spring Silkworm,-wax torch tears refraction out of my no regrets, spring silkworm of silver winding out of my dedication; People say that the teacher is a gardener, surrounded by immature buds, who knows that I am quietly haggard when flowers bloom; Year after year, students feel my wisdom and leave me a lonely snuggle, however, the blueprint of the Students for Tomorrow is my painstaking description! The years old the young face, dedication cast the hope of the nation, countless educators with their jobs and on silently A and a spring and autumn,, when people are enjoying the era development of a better life changing, when teachers festivals come, as a teacher, I and many teachers, feel this our own of the festival, no joy, no hymn, we still in the morning twilight to across from the busy, fulfill people’s teacher’s sacred duty, even if the outside world is noisy about its prosperity, I think I, like thousands of teachers on campus, will not care about the loneliness of this festival! If you choose teachers, you choose poverty alleviation; If you choose teachers, you choose loneliness; If you choose teachers, you choose hard work. Today Society presents various world, essence and school of education not without relationship. Therefore, let people know more about respect and care, and let the society become more harmonious. This is the mission that the times have given our teachers more sacred! As a teacher, why should we care about the coldness of the festival! Devoting in loneliness is itself a kind of good guidance and influence to the educated! As teachers know teacher’s hard work and bitterness, also will understand teacher to student’s affectionate care and high expectations, no matter what teacher will silently bear, as always standing three-foot on the platform, really did not pleased by not to have been sad! The teacher has devoted a year’s hard work to the growth of students on the platform and in life! Finally, I wish all the teaching staff a Happy Teachers’ Day!

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Charity of rain moisten heart

Charity is generally mutual help, which is the activity that people help others, that is, the activity that a part of people help another part of people, and in turn, that part of people help this part of people. Charity is a realm, a realm beyond the scope of responsibility and morality. What is good for people is good, and what is good for oneself is evil. Charity is the first chapter of motto. Virtue and kindness are the only invincible investment. Charity is happiness as well as truth, and it is the only truth that can be happy in the world. Charity is a rare pearl in history, and kind people are almost superior to great people. People’s Honor of virtue is somehow many times greater than his honor of property, and kindness is spread as a virtue and eternal. Charity is the true mark of noble personality and the most powerful power in the world that can produce practical effects. Charity can relieve others’ pain better than money. Charity is a lamp, which will light one’s dull heart; Charity is a lamp, which will see light in the dark. Charity is not a kind of knowledge, but an act. Devoting to charity is to sublimate one’s mind. Doing good is the most real happiness that human heart can appreciate. Good treasure, life inexhaustible; xin zuo farmland, BES farming of more. May the sunshine and rain of charity nourish people’s beautiful hearts all the time. All things can be considered for others from the perspective of others. This is charity. Ordinary people are good, not self-reputation but reputation; For evil, not self-destruction but destruction. Man’s nature is good. With compassion and mercy, you will feel peaceful in your heart. Man is good, although the blessing has not arrived, the disaster has been far away. Good as water, love is boundless. With compassion for the people, charity Jishi. Without charity and morality, human beings have no value at all. Bad morality leads to obvious disadvantages. If you are not thrifty, you will suffer a disaster. If you are not good, you will complain a lot. If you are not honest, you will lose your faith. A person with good virtue will be respected even if he has little skill. Charity has nothing to do with the degree of wealth. It Is charity for a poor to donate one dollar, and it is also Charity for a rich to donate one billion dollars. Charity seems to have no distinction between rich and poor. Beauty is superficial, but charity is the Glow of Love deep in the heart. Charity does not distinguish the rich from the poor. Charity reflects one’s love and kindness. The real charity can see clearly, and it will know where to do good. Charity is neither responsibility nor obligation, but our lifestyle. Good deeds and good deeds in the world are accomplished by those who have social responsibilities. The power of charity is invincible. Charity can help people solve difficulties. Kindness is peace of mind, morality is tolerance when grievance, kindness is assistance in adversity, love is selfless dedication to the world. Hatred can never dissolve hatred. Only mercy can dissolve hatred, which is the eternal truth. Having a heart of benevolence is called kindness, and doing a wide range of helping the poor is called kindness. Charity is the unity of benevolence and virtue. I believe that there is a stronger power than nuclear bombs in the world, which is the power of charity and humanity. Instead of frowning and giving someone a valuable gift, it is better to give someone a small gift with a smile. To do good to others is to do good to yourself. To be kind to others, you will have a blue sky. If you are equal and easy to do, then there will be nothing in the world. With compassion and mercy, you will feel peaceful in your heart. Having a heart of benevolence is called kindness, and doing a wide range of helping the poor is called kindness. Charity is the unity of benevolence, morality and good deeds. Those who behave kindly and kindly will certainly bear the trouble. People with charity are always sowing sunshine and rain to heal the wounds of people’s hearts. Contact with kind people, wisdom will be enlightened, soul will become noble and mind will be broader. You should do more good deeds when you are alive, and you should make others’ lives better because of your survival. Good people do good deeds, from joy to Joy, from Ming to Ming. Evil people do evil, from bitterness to bitterness, from the dark to the dark. We should avoid conflicts between our obligations and our interests, and avoid expecting our own happiness from other people’s disasters. In the cold, the fire of stars can also warm people’s hearts; When it dries up, the love of dripping water can move the world. It doesn’t matter how much you donate or how little you donate. The key is to try your best. Love is more important than number. Among us, who can tolerate the happiness and hardship in life most is the one who has received the best education. Your one-day love may bring a lifetime of gratitude to others. A man who is generous in charity often has more love than resentment. He is optimistic, happy, open-minded and tolerant without sadness, depression, anxiety and anger; he comforted his partner and relatives and friends with love, and explained it with reason and emotion, so that the listener was tempted, admired and respected, so that there would be no emotional estrangement between them, opposition in action and resentment in psychology. The good people are close to it, helping the virtue to the body and mind; The evil people are far away from it, and the disaster is imminent. People can be good or evil. If they want to be good, they will be good. If they want to be evil, they will be evil. Choose good and hand in, choose good books to read, choose good words to listen, choose good deeds to follow. Adult good deeds can get twice the result with half the effort; Touching good wishes are boundless. Those who behave kindly and kindly will certainly bear the trouble. Charity will make lonely people no longer lonely, and charity will bring back kindness to evil people. Love should create an immortal soul for oneself, then love others and be loved by others. On the journey of life, the best way to avoid the pain is to put aside the idea that you are interested in. People should use all kinds of methods anytime and anywhere, and try their best to be good in their lifetime. All people who are kind by nature always enthusiastically do some good deeds that do not seek reward. A kind person usually has a good heart, and does not do evil things because they are small, nor does good things because they are small. We should not take advantage of convenience, but insist on taking advantage of convenience, which is a loss; If we should take advantage of convenience instead of taking advantage of convenience, it is a deposit. Pity has less flavor than love, but more humanity. In this sense, pity is a kind of charity. A little tolerance may make others appreciate for a lifetime; A little love may make others warm for a lifetime; A word of blessing and encouragement may make others happy for a lifetime. Kindness to others is kindness to oneself. Only by trying hard to reduce others’ sufferings can you be happy. Only good deeds can bring you reputation. Although good people are confused in their pursuit, they will finally realize that there is a right path. Charity people always have a warm heart and a happy life. Therefore, it is the truth of life that good people often get good results. A person’s fate does not necessarily depend on a certain big action, but more on his small kindness. People are good at me, and I am also good; People are not good at me, so am I. Don’t always think that a few unkind people punish all kind people. Those who do good things save themselves, while those who do bad things destroy themselves. If people can eliminate the root of the disaster with sympathy for charity and humanity, then more than half of the disasters in life can be eliminated. A gentle sight and a sincere word can make people endure many hardships brought by life. When you give your love, you will feel that the world will become more beautiful because of you. In fact, every one of us, no matter high or low, has inexhaustible wealth, which is love. The good deeds of philanthropists are not to seek and comprehend spiritual conversion and spiritual comfort in the sense of ego, but to promise and practice the responsibility and mission to the country, society and the masses in the sense of ego. Let’s treat each day with joy. Be kind to others and be kind to others. When you can help others, you can help others. It’s better to let others bear me, not to let me bear others. In this way, if others are happy because of your existence, you will naturally laugh easily.

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Xia Yi flicks lightly, but the romantic love is slightly hurt

The lingering Old Memories weave the hot sun. I turn my love into strings, and compose a slightly hurt romance in this summer when cicadas are still singing and flowers are still blooming. Inscription “listen to summer, sing lightly” Summer is not ending, I bathed in the sunshine and let the wind kiss my ears, watching the summer time burning the rest of the time, the inner feelings are singing softly. You said, there is a place in everyone’s heart that will become empty, and then stay there with each other and wander along the time. I said, there will be a place in everyone’s heart that will become dark, and then I will stay there with each other and make wishes to the stars. The fate is like this. Your head leaned on my shoulder. Your hand was put into my palm. A little romance sang the beginning of happiness. Listen, the melody of that summer is interpreting love, meeting is a beautiful image; Knowing each other is a profound experience; Knowing each other is a perfect interpretation; Cherish each other, it is a wisp of intoxicated time; Keeping together is a precious agreement. We try to write a love letter with promise to the future, and send the love to us with sincerity as stamps. When we are old, we will lift it carefully, I believe I can feel that kind of unforgettable memory. When Love passes by, people always imagine that they will regard love as faith, write it into the movement of happiness forever, put it into a transparent drift bottle, and drift far away with the sea water. Happy time always seems to be too hurried, holding hands tightly always thinking about never letting go, simple romance always hopes for a long time, gorgeous reverie woven into the power of true love. Listen to summer, sing lightly, a touch of happiness, wandering together. “Recalling summer, flick” no matter how long the summer is, it can’t match the long memories. When the ten fingers plucked the strings of love, the summer wind kept looking through the pictures of memories. The guitar, which has played love songs for you, now quietly hides in the corner without talking, and I really want to stir the pace of rhythm, but I still don’t bother it after all. In this way, we sat on the corner of the wall together, listening to the clicking of the pointer on the wall. Unconsciously, memories once again blossomed in front of us. In the midsummer afternoon in my memory, the sun climbed over the mountain near the school. The floating clouds in the blue sky were long and there was a warm wind blowing from time to time. The dark green leaves trembled gently, however, the bird opened its throat at this time, chirping a throb in summer. In this season of love, the flying butterflies let the colorful flowers witness their promise of love. Sometimes, time will be buried by happiness in a flash, drawing a romantic outline through the twinkling of sunshine. We soaked in the clear river with bare feet, splashing transparent water from time to time, and the pure happiness was beyond the scorching sun on the head. The guitar in hand played a quiet rhythm. We sat under the shade of the tree and felt a moment of gentleness. I hope that time can not be crossed in the plot of life, so that we don’t have to watch the fairytale romance melt slowly under the scorching sunshine. But the hope was still disrupted by the reality. At the beginning of the smile, only the silent ending was left, while the memory was occasionally a carnival alone. Recalling summer, flick, the song ends, and the scene ends. “Dream Summer, slight injury” this summer, I repeated the dream about you again. In the dream, we just smiled and nodded to each other, without holding hands or turning back, and went forward respectively. Many things gradually fade away as time passes. It is impossible to count the pain day and night with an incomplete dream. Yesterday, I lost a dream in my dream. I asked passers-by along the way. If anyone finds it, please give it back to me. Today, I am no longer struggling for that lost dream, because I know that once part of the content is missing in the dream, even if there is no way to fill it, after all, it will still have slight pain constantly taking time out. Now, when you look at the beautiful scenery you have passed, it seems that you have scratched the time and sprinkled the destiny that can’t distinguish reality from dream. During this period of time, I just want to travel alone in silence, to zero all the memories about feelings before, and no one should wake me up. I want to find another scenery again and regain the beauty lost in love. The past is like wind, and some familiar and clear scenes will still become much strange. After all, they have already come to an end. We looked at the face of time, but forgot how to describe how it left us. Therefore, in many dreams, I was always left alone looking for an exit. In fact, I also wanted to have a loyal audience to listen to my quiet story at night. It is a pity that a dream is a dream after all. Only by sewing the tiny cracks, can we open the dusty lock when we find the touch that really belongs to ourselves one day. Dream Summer, slightly hurt, wake up a dream, look back for a lifetime

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[Introduction] saying goes: People to 400,000 things Hugh. So, isn’t it enough for middle-aged people? That is not enough. Chairman Mao said: a confident life of 200 years. The forty days of life have just begun, and the good days before the age of 40 are just supporting roles.

When I got up and washed my face in the morning, I suddenly raised my head and found a bald man appeared in the mirror. I was suddenly shocked when I became this look. I hurriedly ran into the room and pointed at my head and said to my wife, “Look, when did I give up? My wife looked at me in panic and smiled and said, “What’s the fuss! Isn’t it normal for a 40-year-old man to thank him? My wife’s words made me scared. Yeah! 40 years old, middle-aged, no longer young. When pointing to the Green Mountains from afar is our way back, besides the slight tremors in our hearts, what is more is a kind of helplessness, a kind of embarrassment that makes time Chase nowhere to escape. Every time I wake myself up alone when the night is dim, there will always be too many regrets in my heart. I didn’t read the books I should read, the techniques I should learn, and the friendship I should maintain, the affection that should be cherished is not cherished. What most middle-aged men can’t let go of is the sorrow of nothing. So most of the time I can hear people say: What will I do if I am young again? However, the most difficult thing in the world is to buy regret medicine. Chuang Tzu said: life is alive, just like a blink of an eye, suddenly. Li Bai said: The Heaven and Earth, the journey of all things; The time, the passers-by of thousands of generations. As Wen Jia said in song of tomorrow: tomorrow comes to tomorrow, and there are so many tomorrow. I will live tomorrow and everything will be wasted. If the world is tired by tomorrow, the old generals will come in spring and autumn. Look at the water flowing to the east, and see the sun falling to the west at dusk. One Hundred Years of tomorrow can be geometric, please listen to my song tomorrow. The pace of time never stops for a moment with the will of human beings. Mr. Zhu Ziqing said: when washing hands, the days go from the water box; When eating, the days go from the rice bowl. If you don’t regret when you are old, you should work harder when you are young. Zeng Guofan said: scholars should be ambitious, knowledgeable and persistent when studying. Therefore, Zeng Guofan became the first Han minister of ZTE in late Qing Dynasty, and became the first official of Zhili governor. I remembered that I had been unambitious since I was a child. At that time, my father lived in the countryside and worked in other places. My mother took us, my sister and brother alone and had to do farm work. Most of the time, I rolled my cuffs in the fence like children in. Seeing others eating sugar-coated haws, they were so greedy that they didn’t get rid of this problem until now. Children in rural areas are already short-sighted, I have known since I was a child that filling my stomach is the first priority. When Mr. Newton saw the Apple landing, he could think of universal gravitation. If I saw the Apple landing, no, I would take it off and send it to my mouth before it landed. As for school! Even fishing for three days and basking in the net for two days, I always feel that cattle herding is more interesting than studying, and the truffle is never done less. Combining all the above, this life is doomed to be mediocre. When men come to middle age, they will have a sigh of bitterness of life, while when women come to middle age, they will have the sadness of youth no longer. Women are more afraid of getting old than men in life. Imagine which woman doesn’t want to stay young forever. The young woman’s skin is tender and plump, just like a broken grape. The figure is slim and the curve is as brisk as a swallow. It is not the case that middle-aged women are full. The figure begins to go out of shape, the convex part is concave, and the concave part is convex. Especially the face exposed outside extended outward from the crow’s feet, weaving railway maps crisscross on the face. There are also some sparrow droppings scattered in the middle of these maps. Therefore, the smearing of powder is indispensable for middle-aged women, and it is very hard to gather all the powder money that has not been used in young age for middle age. Rebuild a face from the original one. In order to keep figure, most middle-aged women use the method of diet to starve their figure alive. This method of losing weight by sacrificing health is not worth the gain. Although the beauty of middle-aged women has been lost, the ability, diligence and sagacity they have cultivated in the passing of years are what young women cannot learn. They know the worldly wisdom and understanding. Use your hardworking hands to tidy up the house in perfect order and make the food full of color, fragrance and taste. They know that a woman is a home, and a home needs the warmth of home. Men need to recuperate in this warm harbor when they are tired of working outside. Therefore, middle-aged women are the most gentle, considerate and maternal group. Middle-aged men are less vigorous and more stable and intelligent. Middle-aged men and young men are like two ends of a pair of chopsticks. The young man is a little angular with chopsticks, and the middle-aged man is just like a chopstick head, which is honed and smooth in the long river of time. Middle-aged men won’t blush and have a thick neck for a problem. They have learned to seek common ground while reserving differences, and know that time is the most effective way to resolve contradictions and test truth. Middle-aged men are old and young. They know how much pressure they have and how heavy the burden is. They have to work hard in the society like wolves and then take food home to raise their children and show filial piety to their parents. The middle-aged man also had a weak side. After being injured outside, he also imagined that he would lie in his mother’s arms like a child and cry like a spoiled child. However, facing the white-haired mother-in-law, the responsibility and mission of a middle-aged man made them have to give up this idea. Big men don’t cry, No matter how hard it is, it is still persistent. Lie down and touch the sadness by yourself, and let it suffer all the way. Middle-aged men are tired and sleepy, and also want to find a place to have a good sleep. But when I lay down, my mind was full of numbers. The monthly living expenses, children’s tuition, electricity, water, gas, mortgage and car loans made them unable to lie down or lie down. They had to stand up straight and rush forward with the pain, the consequence of struggling with body is the sub-health of middle-aged men. Saying goes: People to 400,000 things Hugh. So, isn’t it enough for middle-aged people? That is not enough. Chairman Mao said: a confident life of 200 years. The forty days of life have just begun, and the good days before the age of 40 are just supporting roles. If we compare life to climbing mountains, the middle-aged people are just a group of people who watch the scenery on the top of the mountain. Looking back, a bunch of young men climbed up without looking back. Looking back carefully, the road up the mountain was not flat. All the way was bumpy. I had been stumbled and fell for countless times by these bumpy roads, which made my nose Blue, face swollen, head broken and bleeding. There are also many traps that I have fallen into and sat in the bottom of the well. There are also many small winding roads, and I have been fascinated by the road and ended up with many more wrong roads. In retrospect, I think it was too reckless at that time, but fortunately, I fell a few more when I was young and got up and patted the soil. It was no big deal that I could continue to climb up. In the process of running forward, there are mixed tastes of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and painful. Isn’t the mixed life full and plump!

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Maybe it was because of the lack of mountains in my hometown, or the thick and silent mountains, and the essence of condensed heaven and earth and the mysterious aura of time, which deeply attracted me. For mountains, there is always a feeling of giving up. No matter it is the rolling hills in the south of Xiushui River or the abrupt Chongshan Mountain in the deep white clouds, every time I pass by, I can’t help glancing at it. On weekends, I went to Langya Mountain for several times and stayed in the mountain. The Langya Mountain here is the mountain group recorded in Ouyang Xiu’s “The story of zuoweng Pavilion. Unfortunately, for some reasons, he just stayed for a night and left in a hurry. Due to the shallow entrance to the mountain, the air conditioner is turned on and the curtains are lowered, the feeling of staying at night is not much different except for the quietness. However, this brief mountain residence opens a beautiful door in memory. It was several years ago when I stayed at the bright top of Huangshan Mountain at night. Guangmingding is the second highest peak of Huangshan Mountain, with an altitude of 1860. People are very strange creatures. Most of the time, you just don’t want to do something. However, once you open the door of imagination, that wonderful feeling is like the dawn, inch by inch, shining your heart brightly. I have slept in prosperous cities, quiet villages and soft water villages at night, but I have never slept in the embrace of mountains 1860 above sea level. Imagine that the red sun was near, looking back at the low height of white clouds, it arrived quietly like this; Imagine that there were countless misty eyes on the way, the soft and cool mist which brushed the cheek like yarn for countless times lingered outside the window; Imagine that the cotton was as white as the sea, as boundless as the sea, as if the Sea of clouds could be reached at hand, it rose and fell in front of the court; Imagine that the strange pine and stone flowing spring on the road was just under his feet; Imagine that if the cloud head was pressed down, there would be a fireworks world in the lower part, what a wonderful feeling it is. It seems that I am in the depth of clouds and smoke. It seems that I am out of the world of mortals. I don’t know when to fall asleep. When I woke up, a string of gentle mountain springs ticked around my ear. I don’t know who played the notes with his hands, just like round beads scattered on the edge of the dream. She is not like Lin Xi who is closely following each other on the road of coming. She always tempts and leads you with jumping posture, cunning eyes and hearty laughter. Ding —– Dong, Ding —– Dong, when Ding, it is crisp, when Dong is low, it is separated for several seconds, not tight, not slow, not light or heavy, it was like a skillful diving athlete hiding into the deep pool in a calm posture, and also like a mother who got up early. She was afraid of waking up her family and lowered her voice deliberately to slow down her busy steps. I really wanted to open the window to see the Wang Quan, but on the top of the mountain in April, pine and cypress snowed, and the sky was not clear, I was afraid that I could see nothing. You can only let your thoughts drift away in the spring of ding-dong-ding-dong. Every drop of water, every wisp of wind, every string of steps, every scenery …… is in time and space, with her own coordinate point. It is not that she does not exist, but that the entrance of memory is too narrow. Every memory also needs a key to open. When the gear of time rotates to the proper position, the door of memory will open automatically. The trip to Langya Mountain, though clear and shallow, was just like a delicate key, which opened a door of memory about sleeping in the empty mountain at night. It is also because of this memory that the silent and empty atmosphere of the mountain becomes particularly clear in the dark night. Suddenly, I heard the mountain stroke blowing bamboo forest, suddenly, I heard the deep valley flowing deep…….

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