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Miss childhood

You can cherish, cherish their childhood this is in one night before bed daughter have to me to talk about my childhood, I sent daughter of a small poem. Watching her daughter like a brilliant smile, Listen daughter innocent children sound, my thoughts have as run wild, back in memory and childhood childhood, is in my life experience of an important stage, those beautiful childhood, like a stream gurgling water, like a picture of Bright of the splash-ink landscape painting, and like a song of beautiful the fair-sounding song in my memory, childhood is early spring Willow unscrewed, of whistle, Tomb Sweeping Festival red eggs; Childhood is summer pool full of Lotus Lotus, is on the bridge zoomed leap, is picking over the full bottle full bottle of cicadas; Childhood is autumn fields of roasted sweet potato, refried beans, is fields hopping by jump over Grasshopper and Sky fluttering butterflies, insects chirping; Childhood is winter evening in farm out of chimneys in, is night corner woodpile after tag, it is the frozen sweet potato on the window in the morning, the skating, snowball fights and snowmen in the ice and snow that have been living in the noisy world for a long time, the busy work and the difficult handling of family relationships, life things complicated and trivial, often let me unspeakably tired and annoyance. Leisure, I often think of childhood life of pure and beautiful, if one can never grow up, always maintain a pure childlike innocence, would be great! I still remember that one summer, I and of the same age partners cut grass, as fun, until noon, we noticed basket was bare.? Jizhongshengzhi, my companion and I looking for a few stick and put it basket, set up under the space. And then hurried cut a grass sprinkle on top layer, results, from the outside, is that of a basket of grass, do not see flaws. My companions and I went home happily. We were still proud of our small inventions all the way. Of course back home, little not adults of a scolding. However, only scold, adults will still out freshly cooked salted duck egg and just steamed out of the pot New steamed bread let me eat. But from then on, I will never do anything to deceive myself and others. In the evening of early summer, I often followed my elder brothers and sisters to catch cicadas. That time, rural dirt road trees stand on both sides many tree, a tree to get a tree, thick, night is cicadas climb trees. This time you with flashlight a photos, will find many is ground or climbing the tree in the cicadas. I was small, with big brother big sister in look behind, results still find the yi bai multi-PCs? On the second day, they were fried in a frying pan, which was delicious. At that time, children didn’t have to eat. They just ate the fried cicadas and ate enough. At that time, there were a lot of cicadas, especially after the rain, there would be more. When you touch them in the water, you will find some cicadas. Now somehow cicadas less, perhaps and people cutting down trees, cicada like on the branch spawning, tree multi-place, cicadas will more. Now a night, can you find a twenty thrown in for good. To the day, we a few good partners will meet to village west of River or village after lotus pond to swim. The most interesting is in Lotus Pond swimming in. At that time, the water in the lotus pond was quite clear, and the lotus flowers in the pond were full of faint fragrance. We shuttled freely between lotus leaves, breaststroke for a while, backstroke for a while, sometimes we would hit a fierce man to see who swam further. More interestingly we lotus leaf between play hide-and-seek, if you hide in a large lotus leaf, fundamental can’t find you, they think there only a large lotus leaf? Play tired, we also should go home, this time we would pick more mature Lotus, there lotus seed, eat up there special sweet and light scent. Now, the lotus pond also in, just every year summer never Lotus, instead of many garbage, Lotus Pond the already contaminated or in their hands, walks, never find original childhood’s a better mood. Winter arrived, although cold, also no lights, but we have our fun. As soon as the sky went dark, we had dinner. Then we went out with Yuqiu and Sanni in the same alley to find our big troops to play the game of cat and mouse. When we walk on the street, small partners also have waiting for. People are all here, we first selected a mouse and a cat, then everyone pull into one large circle, Chorus shouted mouse mice yi yue A, squeaky early gel played the game. In this way, until 12 months, the mouse was finally caught. Everyone started a new game of hide-and-seek in the laughter of the cat catching the mouse, and played until the moon sank to the West, we only in adult shouts reluctantly had to go home and sleep. Because the next day, everyone up early for school? In the memory of childhood, our favorite still celebrate New Year, da nian san shi this day, when clock not point to shi er dian, we these desires new year of small children has been sparse crackling sound to wake up, everyone up put on new clothes, if weather cold, took a pile of firewood, until roasted warm, then, and partners invitation with holding adults with pig hooves lard recordings candle, ran out into the street and the qianhuhouyong, greet the arrival of the new year. When adults, stood up to eaten dumplings, We these know nothing pipsqueak follow adults behind, also large serious to be pay New Year’s call people a head, to show respect for elders and. In my childhood memory, new year of my children have special significance, it not only makes we again long one-year-old, more important, Chinese new year can have lucky money, can wear new clothes, had meat to eat, also can string relatives. At that time, celebrating the new year was the happiest thing for our children in the world. In that material sleepy age, something’s still rare. My home have a relative who, every year to send a bag of peanuts to us, father to prevent mouse to steal, with a rope tied hang it by a roof beam on, that time, peanut for us is very rare things, as today children of the North Face dragon fruit and coconuts. Every time when home no one is in, I will about on my little companion yu qiu, take a small bamboo, hard in the sack stamp, until stamp rotten and fall out of a few peanut, we pick up, stripped of a leather, busy in his mouth, of that nice taste today and remember of. Just today, no longer feel its hao chi lai, maybe now this thing is too much. We often poke with bamboo poles while adults were away. Later, the peanuts in the bags became fewer and fewer, and the places we poke were flat. One day, my father said, “Hey, why are there fewer peanuts? Rats can’t climb up! I was just behind snicker, perhaps to now, old father also don’t know those rare peanut was he the greedy three daughter to for small bamboo stamp down! A few years ago, Yuqiu came to visit relatives from Tianjin. When mentioning this matter, we couldn’t help laughing at the same time. In my memory, childhood was happy, childhood games also have much. Rolling iron rings, playing stones (five pairs), playing boxer, playing sandbags, eagle catching chickens, fried fruit, playing house, playing rope skipping, kicking shuttlecock now living standards have improved, material also enriched, while children in large number of job under the weight of, not play. Have a little bit of time is sitting in front of a TV or computer, passive look at those on TV has design good story or game, that happy with him personally and for happiness is no way comparable. Ah! Those childhood memories that I will never forget!

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Enough money good

What is money? Money, which is interpreted as money in the dictionary, is short for money, and it is the medium of all material wealth. Since human beings entered the commodity economy society with currency as the medium, money is the only measure to measure the living standard of human beings. Due to the effect of money, in class society, it divides humanization into two categories, one is aristocracy and the other is poor. The Aristocrats lived a life of erosive luxury because of the endless money, and the poor often encountered difficulties because of the money life of Moore. Reality shows that people can’t live without money. As the saying goes: no money to suffocate the hero. Really, the days without money are really miserable and embarrassing. Mr. Yu Dafu had a story about money, saying that a friend took money out of the shoes under the foot board. When others saw it, they were confused. He told: once I suffered a lot because of the lack of money. Now I have money, I will step it under my feet and let it never turn over. Although Mr. Yu’s story is a little humorous, it illustrates a problem that money is the God who dominates the fate of human beings to some extent in the commodity economy society. You can’t do what you want to do without money, you can’t be rude without money, you can’t have high expectations without money. Is money the only thing for people? The answer is No. People can not only have money in their whole life. If we say that a person blindly pursues money, in fact, he has become a slave of money. Once, I heard from my friends that it would be good to spend enough money if there was more money; It would be good to be healthy if the position was low; It would be good if the family was poor and the family was rich. Well said! What are money and status? As long as you are healthy and your hands are still there, are you still afraid that you can’t live on? You can still earn without money. In fact, in the process of earning money, you can also enjoy the happiness of harvest, experience the true meaning of life and realize the value of your life. Money does not depend on how much it is. It is good to spend enough. People should learn to be the master of life instead of being the slave of money. Learn to enjoy life, and live a good life every day is the foundation of life. There is no doubt that money still dominates our lives. You can curse and blame it. You can claim that you are above money and despise it. You can do your best to devalue it as useless in morality and wisdom. However, no matter what you say or do, money is still at the center of our life. However, money is not at the center of importance. It has nothing to do with those lasting values that make life worth cherishing. This is one of the huge problems we are facing. We will encounter many rich men who have great wealth but are reluctant to give a penny for fear of becoming poor. We have also seen many poor people, however, they seem to take out their only little money to buy something to share with others without caring. We have seen many generous rich people, criminal poor people, cheaters and Saints treat money with different attitudes, but one thing is common, that is to say, what determines the way they deal with money is their attitude towards money, not how much money they have. Money is like dirt, and righteousness is worth a lot of money, which is a view of money. People who hold this view think that not everything can be replaced and measured by money. For example, in ancient times, there was a man named Xian Gao who drove 12 cows to sell. On the way, he met the troops of Qin State who attacked Zheng State secretly. For the safety of the motherland, he pretended to be the envoy of Zheng Guo to reward him and gave the cattle to Qin army. Meng Ming, the general of Qin army, believed it to be true. He thought that since Zheng State sent someone to reward his teacher, he must have known that Qin State would attack secretly. He had already prepared well, so he had to retreat. Xian Gao regarded the national interest more important than money, and people all praised him. It can be seen that money is neither the first nor the Supreme. Besides money, there are a lot of things, such as the interests of Motherland, people and family affection, which are more important than money. No matter how you choose to treat money, you must always remember a basic truth: money is just a commodity, a recognized exchange token. Only in exchange can money be meaningful. Great givers and sharers, whether rich or poor, use money to bring sunshine to the world. The Miser, whether rich or poor, closed the door between you and me with money. Then be a great giver and sharer. Everything else will come naturally and in unexpected ways. What can money do? You can buy villas and apartments with money, but you can’t buy a warm and happy family. A warm and happy family is a small nest built up by the responsibility of each family member. The small nest is not only simple and poor, but also burns the flame of happiness of Wangwang. Money can buy the best of ginseng Bird’s Nest and longevity, but it can’t buy health. A healthy body needs a healthy psychology and healthy behavior as the framework. Money can buy the most beautiful clothes and the most precious jewelry, but it can’t buy beauty. One’s beauty lies in temperament. Temperament is not made, but decorated. Temperament is the unity of a person’s inner quality and appearance, and accessories can only play an embellishment role. If you give up your inner cultivation, the accessories will be self-defeating. Money can buy friends, but can’t buy friendship and friendship. Make friends with money. If you have money, you will be friends. If you have no money, you will be friends. If you make friends with your heart, you will be friendly. Money can buy hypocrisy to buy false reputation, but only when you can’t buy can you buy knowledge. Money can buy power, but can’t buy prestige; Money can buy the heart of a scumbag, but can’t buy the ambition of a gentleman; Money can buy the satisfaction of all desires, but can’t buy feelings, etc. As a social person, how do we view the issue of money on Earth? Different people have different opinions. Is the more money, the better? The reality has told us that we can enjoy happiness when we are poor, and there are too many cases of family destruction after getting rich. It is worth mentioning that the amount of money can change a person’s many things, but it cannot change a person’s moral level or increase his wisdom. Money made him more powerful in the hands of some people, but accelerated his degeneration in the hands of others. It is better to say it to a friend. If you have more money and less money, it is good to spend enough; If you have a high position, it is good to be healthy; If you have a poor family, it is good to be amiable. As long as you are healthy and your hands are still there, are you still afraid that you can’t live on? You can still earn without money. In fact, in the process of earning money, you can also enjoy the happiness of harvest, experience the true meaning of life and realize the value of your life. Therefore, the money does not depend on how much it is, it is good to spend it. People should learn to be masters of life instead of slaves of money. Learning to enjoy life and living a good life every day is the most fundamental of being a human being.

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Flower tears

Suddenly feel tired, a kind of melancholy condensation, is it a spider web? Still haven’t cleaned my heart for too long? Messy as a banquet, what is corroding? It is still useless at all. People come like a wave, but only empty cups are left. I am empty cup? Where is the wine? Through bowels and? Or stay in the flower to enjoy reading calmly? The dream begins, and it is damaged halfway, blooming like flowers, destined to be hurt. I don’t want to count how to indulge the time when the flowers fall. The Chalk has crossed the lonely line in the sky, but has been wiped by the rain. I can’t tell the lonely appearance, it is facing back, lonely and reserved, it seems to want to try, what is the taste of cooling down? I am speechless, waiting in the garden in spring, who will return? The wind gently shook down, and the only thing that could be pinned was Intoxication. There was no need to taste it any more. It was a heavy and unbearable feeling. Some messy repression occupies. Only with some efforts or a fulcrum can we gradually open our clear eyes and welcome the Green reincarnation. I once wanted to close my eyes for several times, and didn’t think about the shallow fate any more. However, my heart didn’t hesitate, and I didn’t want to give up and follow it inexplicably. The flowering period, I said, is just the bone of a pair of scissors, the aftertaste of which is not enough for aftertaste, and the flowing of the strings, ups and downs in the field of view of weeds. Or that is just a piece of Orchard, the fruit that cannot be understood, but the end. The rational skeleton has already established its nature. Use romance to challenge the fear of reality. Tears, vivid, real, broken, only to retain the pure beauty of the vicissitudes of life! In spring, summer, autumn and winter, I once had some thoughts and some confusion. If, we must make up for the fragility, then is it a kind of brightness to shed tears? Stir love will indeed seem tender, I hope it will not fall into the next regret. The wind blows again, and the branches are knocking on dreams, dispelling the blurred thoughts. I know that time is a watershed, cold and ignorant. I also know that the autumn wind is bleak, and there are beautiful scenes in the collection. Sunshine is so precious, but it often turns a blind eye to it. Is it silent? Still standing outside the clouds, the flowers held the sober body tightly, tears were flying, and even sorrow was flying together. Go, Go, go, brave flying, hurt for only a moment, it lifted up with the calendar, hang down with eyelids. The sunshine is still free and easy. Take off the coat of the night, regain the memory, and quietly piece together the beauty of flowers in the distance!

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Years leave life footprint

Life is a tortuous and long road. When you are born, your first clear footprint will be printed in the birth file; when you were a toddler, there were your footprints in the soil, and the first spring flower on the hillside was the footprints you left to watch and pick; the book room in the campus leaves your footprints of thinking and harvest; The flowing Riverside has your lingering footprints; The seaside has your footprints of moving forward and shrinking. How many footprints have been left in the world in one’s life? No one calculated. But whether you realize it or not? Life is writing its own history every day. Every step you take, you will leave a footprint; You will write down your own life history. It should be said that everyone’s footprints are unequal in weight and value because of their different abilities and environments. Whether it is big or small? Or who is higher and who is lower? But what is written is my own footprints. Some people will walk on a flat path to the seclusion, some people will experience many hardships, and some people will have no chance to succeed all their lives. Countless footprints are the interpretation of life, and time has made them a tortuous road. On this road, the whole journey of life is engraved. Countless footprints are also written on your feet. History has compiled them into a history book that records the ups and downs, joys and sorrows in your life. Like a thick and heavy oil painting, it depicts your green hope, deep red desire and light blue dream. Like a long poem, it expresses the emotion and helplessness of life! Countless footprints are even the movement played by feet, playing with life, flowing from the feet and gathering into a sonata of life. This voice is sometimes high-pitched, sometimes loud, sometimes low, sometimes sad …… the life footprints left by years are written with sincerity, which is the past of all kinds of life; Written with true feelings, that was the past with bitterness and sweetness; Though ordinary, it was real. When you have time to look back at your footprints, one footprint is a page of history with many stories on it, which inevitably makes people feel mixed!

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Daughter, let boxing mother love grow up with you

Maybe it was because I lost my mother since I was a child. The cold situation, warm and warm human feelings and the hurt from time to time made me firmly believe that if I had a child, I must let him live in love. Shortly after marriage, we had a plan to have our own baby. When one day we were sure that it had become a reality, we were very happy. I bought a lot of books about this, from which I learned that the second and third months and the seventh and eighth months were the peak periods of fetal brain cell division, so I bought walnut kernels and endured bitterness, bite the bullet and eat it. I had never paid much attention to cooking before, but at that time I tried my best to put something into my stomach for fear of neglecting that young life. I remember that once, because of a cold, the doctor gave me gentamin. Later, I saw the report that gentamin could cause fetal Deafness. At that time, I was really scared and called my sister crying for a long time. In this way, I spent that difficult October in sorrow and joy. Ten years ago, the word “prenatal education” was very fresh, but since I developed the habit of loving reading since I was a child, I paid special attention to things and knowledge about prenatal education. At that time, I already knew that although the fetus was in the womb, he had a sense of the outside world. So from the third month, I began to keep a diary of prenatal education until my daughter was born, I have remembered three books, which carry my sincere and sincere love for my daughter. The hearing of a five-month-old fetus has been formed, Because of the limited economic conditions at that time, I was not willing to buy a better recorder, so I spent 29 yuan to buy a small recorder. After hearing it badly, I spent 79 yuan to buy a repeater, I also bought a lot of prenatal education tapes for myself and my children to listen to. At this time, I felt that my daughter was awakened by music in her belly, and she might be yawning, stretching her small arms and legs. I patted it gently, and she would move from the abdominal side to the abdominal side. My mother-in-law wouldn’t let me do this, but I knew it was scientific. My daughter, before she was born, it has been stimulated and exercised in the aspect of reaction to the outside world. My husband is not at home, and I enjoy the hardship and happiness of pregnancy alone. When the weather is fine, I sometimes go for a walk in the wild with my companions. I am telling my daughter with a gentle tune, I love how much her daughter was born, with her pink face and soft limbs, she wanted to kiss her and hug her when she looked at her. Pavlov said: If your child was born two days ago, you haven’t educated him, so you are already two days late. Although I was tired and tired, and the serious lack of sleep tormented me, I still spirited up, reading poems for my child every day, talking to her, singing and letting her see pictures of different colors, listening to different voices, I use this method to promote the connection of her neuroglia cells, and the fact also proves that my daughter is smart, no matter in terms of agility of movements or memory, she was higher than children of the same age. When she was over two years old, she could recite more than 40 Tang and Song Poems, she could recite Liu Yong’s word “Yulin Bell” without falling down. When she was a child, her daughter was cute, naughty and Savage. She often threw things at home. In the rural home, she also learned how to curse others. It was when she was learning language that she might just feel funny. Now, my daughter is about to celebrate her eighth birthday. I am already a third-grade primary school student. She is much more sensible than before, knowing that it is not easy for her parents to raise her, Every time I bought a book for her, she would give me a sweet kiss. My daughter likes reading books, which is the most gratifying thing for me. There is a golden house in the book, and Yan Ruyu is in the book, which is full of poetry and calligraphy. There are endless treasures buried in the book. This is what I often tell my daughter. Once, when my daughter was studying, she asked me a question, Mom, what is frustration? At that time, my daughter just cut her hand because of sharpening a pencil. The cut was very big and she also shed a lot of blood. I criticized her for being too flustered in doing things. She apologized to me while crying, “Mom, I will never do this again. Be careful when doing things. Sorry, Mom. I must be brave and strong, just like that military God. Oh, it turns out that my daughter has just learned the text “The God of military”, and she can associate it with it, which is really good. Taking this opportunity, I told her that today, you cut your finger, and it happens to be your right hand, which will affect tomorrow’s exam, Your performance is affected because of this, which is a setback for you. However, mom tells you a word, difficulty is like a spring, and if you are weak, it will be strong, and difficulty is a paper tiger, it is afraid of people. The daughter smiled and said, mom, I understand. In mother’s eyes, children are always children. You should not be high above others and always pretend to be an elder. Instead, you should squat down and communicate friendly with the children, children will gradually grow up in this kind of equal look, become mature and form a relatively sound personality. When you think your child will become a dragon, he will be a dragon in the future; When you think your child is stupid and your child is just a worm, then when he grows up, it really became a worm. The hint and power of language are enormous. As parents, we should really pay attention to this point. The education of my daughter I am carried out unconsciously. When eating, I will tell him a new noun or idiom, I will also tell her a truth, for example, there is no mountain higher than people, and no road longer than feet. This is what I often say to students, she is only eight years old, but also understand. Recently, reading the monograph of Lu Qin, my bosom sister, made me more clear about the goal of educating my daughter in the future. I will gradually let my daughter understand Lu Qin’s happy life in practice: too good! Do you need any help? I can do it! I hope my daughter can grasp herself well in her future life. I believe that with my efforts, she will be a kind, cooperative, happy, energetic and charming excellent girl with all virtues. We should abandon those selfish, bitter, mean, arrogant, overbearing, overbearing and condescending attitudes towards people. My daughter is only eight years old, so it is my bounden responsibility to educate her, not only to let her learn how much knowledge and recognize how many words, but also to cultivate her daughter’s good thoughts and character, and her philosophical attitude towards life. Moreover, I also need to inject the motivation of struggle into my daughter’s blood to make her have a struggling personality. I think, when facing adversity and difficulties, she can grasp herself well and not be overwhelmed by difficulties. I hope my daughter will have a happier life than I do! As a mother, you must do what your children are required to do. I will use my boxing fist to accompany my daughter to grow up. I hope that one day, my daughter will say to me: Mom, you are so great!

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Pities yong xiang loss

Don’t leave me. I can’t tell the truth from what I am touched? Still leave me the beauty as a dream. If you care about it, regret is nothing. What people fear most is cheating. A relationship is real, and everyone hopes to live and die together for a long time. Unfortunately, it was just a dream that I didn’t want to wake up, immersed in a mess like silk entanglement. Other side have flower, mosaic students do not meet, pities yong xiang loss. I know that you will leave after all, and I am still confused with you. My IQ is almost zero. Reason tells yourself that in order not to leave too deep pain to yourself, you should know how to learn to take a little. It is true that I decided not to see you again. Use destruction to fulfill the perfection in your heart. Don’t let the damage become talent to regret. When I was separated, I felt uncomfortable about where will die. I felt like this gray weather on my way back, so I couldn’t tell what I felt like. I only know that there is endless sadness in my heart. I walked alone on the road without stars and the moon, just like stepping into the clouds. There is still no sense of desolation to rely on around me, which makes me fall into desolation. Such feelings make people at a loss. You and I should have ended. I can’t afford it, nor can I afford it, let alone play it. But I respect but can’t be far away. My feelings are like water. I don’t want to break it. However, your pity will hurt me. My heart is easily broken. When I leave, you can’t see my unwillingness. This is all I have, delicate and silky, who will pacify my long lost night? Love is like blood, it is the material flowing in the blood vessel, how can it be indifferent? Unless not touch. Emotion is not something you can control subjectively. If you have it, you will have it unconsciously. The unspeakable pain when pulling away. Carrying you away gradually, I don’t have the courage to turn back. I don’t want to see the long distance blocking my love. In the gray-black night, you and I are like two stars in the north and south twinkling faintly, but we can’t see the light. When I came back, I looked at Yu Pei in my hand, familiar and strange. Such a delicate thing is like a bizarre encounter. I looked through it carefully and never fondle admiringly like this. Seeing the jade you treasure is just like seeing you. It’s a pity that you didn’t look at it carefully. Seeing the FEI color of jade, it is like a drop of blood blooming. The jade pendant that has been collected for so long is more profound today. The night is deep, it’s time to rest. I didn’t want to sleep. I wanted to cry, but I couldn’t cry. A phone call from my father made me feel a little warm. The sense of security of consanguinity cannot be replaced by any emotion. When did I lose my only family affection? Where should I go? Sometimes I am as fragile as a willow in the wind. By this time, I had already burst into tears. It suddenly began to rain outside, which was a little puzzling. It was as complicated as human’s inner feelings, and the peaceful inner undercurrent was surging. Who knows my countless tangles and pains under my cold appearance. I am so tired and lonely. People all think about what they want, but they don’t know whether they will hurt each other. Is it selfish or loving? What is love? Emotion is a sense of dependence, such as taking drugs, injury is inevitable. People are not grass, and plants have the awareness of seeing and hearing. At this time, my heart is a little painful, do you know? I have nothing but a delicate, sensitive and sad heart. When I accidentally touch the wound, the blood will still overflow. There are too many injuries in your heart, and you can’t touch them either. I thought that I wrapped myself tightly and accidentally uncovered the deepest layer by you. The sadness flowing out still required me to hide in my corner to heal my wounds. No one was powerless. Thank you for your memory. Your journey is long and wide. I wish you well. It is enough to believe that you are real. I am stingy and can’t give you too much. Maybe I lack the energy of love and can’t afford it. God’s will, let me meet you. Then there was also a parting every time we met. Everything is like a reincarnation, happiness and pain are alternating. There are eight sufferings in life: life, old age, illness, death, love separation, long-lasting resentment, no need to ask, no need to let go. I always feel heavy when facing feelings, and love must be sad. If you are rational, you will also step into a daze and be influenced by feelings for me. Even for a moment, I deserve it, because it is the most precious thing. In this impetuous society, it is rare to have a delicate heart to feel the truth in your heart. I felt relieved after writing so much. Thank you for having you on your way to life. May you be well!

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On the bus beggars

Every time I see a beggar, I always think of the old beggar on the bus that I often see when I was reading. He has a slightly fat figure, gray hair, turbid eyes and a ravine face, that rags and broken rubber shoes are all around the year. At that age, we simply couldn’t refuse the trembling hand stretching in front of us. What’s more, the fare was 80 cents at that time, and no one would be stingy with the 20 cents he got back. Later, the fare increased from 80 cents to 1 yuan, and later, more than N air-conditioned cars were added, fare two yuan. After graduation, I didn’t see the old man when I went back to school for several times. I still felt a little puzzled in my heart that the old man took the bus with us for four years in the four years of college. Several classmates who went back to their alma mater from other places didn’t mention this old man when they got on the bus. Where is he now? People are much older. When they are older, they are much calmer when they see beggars on the bus or kneeling beggars on the road or those children dragging your clothes, it was much more indifferent, and gradually no longer put his hand into his pocket and took out a word. It is not that we are no longer kind or sympathetic, but that the world and society change us, force us to become indifferent, force us to become worldly-wise and force us to wear that thick mask. In fact, most of the time, we can’t understand these beggars. Are they richer than us on Earth? I have seen many beggars, some of whom cooperate with each other and some fly alone; Some of whom are reluctant to give you up, some of whom stretch out their hands to thank you in a procedural way, and some of whom look at the words you gave, I still feel too little in my heart. Some people like singing while others like telling stories. Seeing these, I always look at them quietly, because I seldom see things that are worthy of our sympathy or care in their faces or eyes, except that their bodies make us feel a little self-consoled. When they got off the bus, they could not see any gratitude or gratitude. In this era, what they lacked most was gratitude or gratitude. In the morning, I saw a beggar again. It was rare to meet him at such an early time. The car on the starting point was just the car on my previous one, at the beginning, I didn’t regard him as a beggar all the time. No matter wearing or looking at him, I just glanced at the crutch in his hand. I was still curious about why there was no place to sit. He stood at the door with a crutch. After several stops, he slowly took out his tools and told his story, about his parents’ cancer, his congenital disease, then the children were studying and were short of money. Then they sighed why God was unfair and punished themselves like this. In the end, they naturally appealed to the kind-hearted people. While saying that I was collecting money from front to back, I put my hand into my pocket. Sometimes I also despised myself, because I stretched my hand at most once every day, probably because my love was not enough. However, when he was getting closer and closer, I didn’t hear him say a word of thanks. He was just talking about his own story. I said, I couldn’t see his eyes showing that he needed help either, it seems that everything is taken for granted. At last, I left that son tightly in my palm, and he was right in front of me. When beggars show off their defects or miserable experiences, when they awaken your compassion with seemingly humble and humble bodies, what can we sigh? What can we do? Maybe we are all beggars, just at different times and places.

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I began to forget, a fleeting time

Seasons and all other things that can be called beautiful began to ride by horses. I stood at the corner of the wall, leaned over and leaned to my ears, and focused on the flowing light. I heard the trivial sounds in the silence, which were scattered. It is like the crying coming from the ancient Lane in a silent night, which is filled with bitterness, melodiousness and some ancient dreamland. The season written before is always clear in my impression, cold, cold and warm, just like in front of me. After counting one by one, it will be a year. And then start over. Simple reincarnation, simple motions, like every life, frivolous or quiet, there is no difference at all. However, there are still troubles, which are grand and lasting. At this time, I began to have no words. I always felt that words had no effect in many times, and the existence was redundant. What’s more, it was a memory that could not be light, there are also witnesses about the fleeting time, all of which are too heavy and heavy. In this city, all the dreams have really become dreams, and they have begun to surpass slowly and overturn to fantasy. Many days are no longer the day, many nights, thoughts expand, there is no corner. Desolation is like the sea water breaching the embankment, which is arrogant and scours away the wisdom and beauty of the past. Today, the world is no longer the past. I, too, began to change. I didn’t know what the result would be. Maybe, I would be terrified. Maybe, beauty is like memory. When it comes to memory and the past, what I feel is just tangled, endless and disorganized. All is just messy and prosperous, and the beauty of the last world. But in this kind of thought, I still want to live a very serious life, treat others cautiously, be kind-minded, have a gentle eye corner, have no story, have no scheming, be a simple person, get along lightly, it is good to live lightly, just like my youth, even if there is no destination, I still have to work hard to live today, because I have no capital to miss and lose anything. No one wants to be a person who is good at sadness, because everyone has no extra feelings to vent freely, but sometimes life is too heavy, and they will complain about fate when they feel they can’t afford it. Growing up slowly, I gradually found that I was also at a loss on the Edge of Sadness. I couldn’t move forward and my mind was shaking. It has long been discovered that many future things and emotions have been endowed with sacred concepts, such as ideals, which are always hanging high, swaying day by day in your sky and warning from time to time, let you forget, can’t let go. A fleeting time needs to be forgotten, just like many things that you can’t define. If you can’t understand them accurately, you need to put them down, forget them, don’t let yourself be so tired, don’t add much trouble to yourself, live brightly and live a good life.

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[Those who cherish life will not return]]

Time is the least good at worldly wisdom, and it comes to weekends in an instant. I like this kind of time. Listening to the music while turning through magazines. A cup of milk tea, a few lines of text, slowly taste, quietly read. The fragrance of books, ink and milk gradually reset my nervous thoughts after a day. After more than 30 years of trials and hardships, many people and many things have drifted into flying catkins. And the feeling of life is like Pearl, which flickers ruthlessly in the darkness, and is particularly glittering and clear and not greedy. Washing your face in the morning is the beginning of the day; Washing your face in the evening is the end of the day. People will grow old after washing. Close the magazine gently and cannot bear to read it again. He stood up and took a deep breath, letting the cold autumn wind outside the window penetrate his chest. I remember that I chatted with students a few days ago. The word “junior three” meant that they had to give up their personal hobbies temporarily and work hard and hard with all their heart. In fact, these two words are not full of busy and hard work for me. Sometimes I ask myself in my heart, is it worthwhile to be so busy? Tired very value? Of course, this kind of thinking only lasts for a few seconds. People’s hearts are like water, some people like the magnificent waves, some people love the waves and flowers, but I am just content with the status quo and the deep flowing of still water. Every day when you wash your face, you will get old after washing; Every day when you walk and walk, you will get old; Every day when you are busy, you will get old when you are busy. What kind of process is life? Yesterday, the sun was still scorching, and flowers were still everywhere. Today, the autumn color is already in sight. In this way, no stagnation, no rest, between the choice, the heart quietly silence. Sadly, it cannot come again; Fortunately, it does not need to come again. I remembered that most of the clothes I bought in the past half year were black. Over the years, I have always been inclined to bright and elegant colors. When did such a gloomy carriage hang on the train of time again? Is my mood no longer sunny? Is my life no longer young? Washing your face in the morning is the beginning of the day; Washing your face in the evening is the end of the day. People will grow old after washing. After reading for several times, the fear of being old also eased a bit. For me, the dim clothes are just popular this year. The gloomy mood is due to physical discomfort, while the feeling at this moment is due to the exhaustion of the day that needs to be vent. I am not alone, and there is no lack of family affection and friendship around me. Real care, plain exhortations, simple warmth, and unspeakable friendship are competing to care for and tolerate me. If people want to survive, they can’t bear too many old stories on their bodies, nor can they frequently toss some white past events. What can they remember themselves? Deep inside and what? If the heart grows old, everything is vicissitudes. If you are young, there is hope every day. There is no need to recall and think too much about those past events that are either happy or sad. Because after all, they have nothing to do with the present, and may add some criticism. It is a disaster, and it is a blessing; It is a blessing, and it is a disaster. Moruo: things come and heart begins to appear, things go and Heart follows empty. Life is like this, sometimes makes people admire, sometimes don’t want others to know. I am happy as well. Unconsciously, it’s time to get off the net because it’s exposed in the deep night. Tomorrow is another autumn day! I will still wash my face, walk, be busy, cherish life and never return. 2011, 10, 29 night

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Willow, you are a gift from God

Every night, when you fall asleep, do you know? Mom really wants to kiss your face. Your nose moves gently, making a slight snort. That mother will braid you up to the sky every day and stand straight on your head, it is also like falling asleep. Your clean face is more lovely under the soft light. At this time, my mother really wanted to hold you in her arms like when she was a child. The wind comes, I gently cover the thin quilt for you, you push the quilt, I cover it for you again. I stared at you with my kind eyes full of maternal love. My baby! It should be noted that when one day, everything in the world does not belong to your mother, but only you can let your mother care with the painstaking efforts and love of her whole life! You are the continuation of mother’s life, the support of mother’s life, and the only reason for mother to live firmly no matter how difficult the world is. Yang Liu, you are becoming more and more sensible now. I remember when you were young, you always pestered your mother to ask for this and that. If your mother didn’t agree to buy it for you, you cried until your mother compromised. You fall down, but you have to hit your mother with your hands. Sometimes, it hurts to hit your mother’s face, but I am not willing to touch one of your fingers. My mother can’t stay with you because of work, owe you. Later, I took you to school, and you were disobedient, so I had to lock the door back, so that you could not enter the room. You cried bitterly outside the room, and fell to the door with a washbasin, you didn’t stop your hands until the washbasin was smashed and your nose was black and swollen, and you were completely naked. Finally, I couldn’t help opening the door, holding you and crying loudly. How could you know the pain in your mother’s heart at that time when you were young! Because of you, I will be hurt spiritually by your grandmother. Kid, you have grown up, you are five years old, but you are like an adult, Help my mother clean up the housework, wash the pot, and no longer ask my mother for snacks. There are many times when I discuss things for you, you will nod your head and promise, so as not to embarrass your mother. In the morning, mom goes to class. When you wake up, you don’t cry or make noise. Sometimes you put on your own clothes and go to find your mother. There are many things that you can express your understanding of your mother. Mom takes you alone and has to work. Therefore, it makes mom worry-free. Mom should really thank you and thank you for knowing how to stick to others at an early age. Yang Liu, you are becoming smarter now. Mom, I forgot to do my homework! You were almost crying with a painful expression, because the teacher said that you would be punished if you couldn’t finish your homework. I asked hurriedly, “What homework? You should write it quickly, mom writes with you. At this time, you smiled and said, “Mom, the teacher didn’t assign homework, so he lied to you. You are such a ghost girl, and you are still lying to your mother. I can’t help pressing your forehead gently with my finger. Your proud and treacherous appearance makes mom happy even though she knows that she has been cheated. Once, you gave me a question: Xiao Ming’s mother has three children. The eldest son is Da Mao, the second son is Er Mao, and what is the name of the third son? I clearly knew the answer, but said it was San Mao, wrong, wrong, you shouted, what on earth is that, tell mom, Xiaoming, mom. I can’t help laughing at her confident answer. These two days, she kept asking me another question, mom, is Xiao Ming’s partner married? You, a silly girl, even played a joke on dad. Fortunately, Dad was not at home, or you had to give you a lesson. Yang Liu, you are becoming more and more emotional now. This is really like your mother. You have told me several times that you will pick me up after school, be sure to pick me up first, but I have never fulfilled my promise to you. You said to me, Mom, I don’t believe you anymore. You said it was the first time to pick me up, but you always came very late. It seems that there is something wrong with mom’s honesty. In the future, mom will not promise anything any more. If she agrees, she must do it. During this period of time, my mother couldn’t send you to school because of her poor health, so she had to let Aunt Nie, my mother’s colleague, send you. You were very depressed at that time. I heard from the teacher that you sometimes cried at school. When you came home, you always cried, saying that you missed your father. How good it would be if we could be together! I also miss my mother, as soon as I walk to school. During that time, your feelings were particularly fragile. I know that it was because your mother’s illness made your little heart feel a danger. It seemed that your mother was going to leave you, my child, mom can tell you exactly, no, you will always be mom’s baby, my good, we will live together forever. Yang Liu, you are becoming more and more studious now. I originally had an idea that I hoped you could enter the second grade directly after you finished the big class. After I told you, you were very excited. Since then, you have to ask your mother to teach you the knowledge of grade one every day. Mom doesn’t want to put too much pressure on you, but just wants you to have a happy childhood, Therefore, mom will spend 28 yuan to buy you a beautiful red schoolbag, which meets your small requirements and gives you an unspeakable surprise in your heart; when you are in a bad mood, you will be held in your arms and tell a fairy tale or those interesting stories that happened when you were young. I also tell you that every star in the sky is every child on the ground, and you are the brightest little star in the sky. When we grow up one day, we have mastered the knowledge and skills, you can take a spaceship to play with little stars. You listen with a good appetite. I said, how about studying now? You are very happy to get your schoolbag. Now, although you are less than eight years old, you are already a primary school student in grade 3. You have been in a big class for half a year, and you will enter Grade 1 directly in the second half of the year. The teacher said that you are a smart and sensible child, moreover, you are very serious and responsible as the class representative. If someone disobeys in class, you will write down his name and hand it to the teacher. Kid, is this you? A beautiful and smart girl who has rich feelings and loves learning. No, you are a lovely little angel, this is a gift from God. Children, from today on, I will cherish everything you once had. I hope that the words my mother wrote down for you will be the most beautiful rainbow bridge connecting you and me!

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