Are you in July or in peace? The youth film is woven with a fairy tale. In this fairy tale, there are romance, reality, beauty and cruelty. It seems to be very close to life and very different from life. In the youth movie, the hero’s life seems to have nothing but emotion. In the real world, for the vast majority of the middle class, love is never the only thing in life.
I have long heard that “Guilin Scenery is the best place in the world” and always want to go for a visit. In the early September 2005, the old friends, Yan Xueping and Wang Hong, were invited. Under the support of their daughter’s full support and sponsorship, I and my wife finally got the train and arrived at the longlonging scenic resort Guilin. Lao Yan sent us to Guang hang garden and lived with them in his son Yan Wei’s house. Xiao Yan husband
[I was in Tibet fifty years] in front of the words – in my heart that a crisp oil lamp in October 1956, I was lucky to participate in the Communist Party of Hunan provincial Party cadres to go to Tibet to work. But we came to Xi’an, where we waited for the car for three months, and then because of the “sudden change” in Tibet, Chairman Mao decided that Tibet did not carry out democratic reform in the last six years, and we were ordered to “turn back” and return.
It’s April, the heron garden… See the heron fly flying, also see green grass luxuriant, see pine and cypress green, and see the full mountain of the flower flower flower, snow white one, see large white peony, a piece of snow white! Just, just – just my eyes filled with snow and white tears, one by one, one by one, and smashed the hole in the ground. But the song of the heron is over the mountains and the valleys, and echoes in the open field. Just luxuriant
On Friday, all the students had left school, and the nervous nerves relaxed. Our teachers at several left schools invited the river dam to break the fart. Wang and I were riding motorcycles, carrying our wives, bathed in the cold autumn wind, and then came to a large, rocky forest dam under Huilong bridge. The clear and slow flowing river of the mid Beach River plays the murmuring sound, such as light music, pleasant heart and lung, and far away.
He retired to Shanghai at the beginning of the year and lived in her daughter’s house. The daughter and the son-in-law come out early, are busy with their work, have no time to take care of the housework, and worry that we are overworked. They invite the bell workers, from half past three to half past six p.m. every afternoon, to buy food, cook, pick up children and get sanitary. When I went out with my wife to visit my friends and relatives, all the household chores were borne by the part-time worker Xiao Chen. As long as we do not go out at home, we take the initiative to undertake the connection.
What is the miracle of the first? I never believed in miracles until I came here to meet you, I believe, and I want to meet you in the boundless sea of faces. It’s a miracle. Buddha said: “the five hundred review of past life, and the passing of this life”, if so, I believe that the fate of our previous life is not shallow. Remember, your smile is like a flower, remember.
All the mainland people who work and live in Xinjiang, return to the mainland often praise, or Xinjiang people, open the mouth closed “we Xinjiang people are generous, especially hospitable.” And proud of it. For this point, it was not very deep in Xinjiang, and was deeply realized after retirement back to the mainland. Retired in February 2005, returning to Shanghai and entering her daughter’s home, she was shocked: Xiaomei, Wu Qichang, Xia Hefen and so on.
Putian is known for its reputation as “the name of literature, the seaside Zou Lu”, and the “Jia Jia style” has been known far and wide since the Song Dynasty. China’s Woodcarving in Putian, Putian’s craft in Huangshi. There is an engraving city in Huangshi. There is a little old man in the city. Just like his people, he lived in Nanshan Guanghua temple, and he got Buddhist lights to make a difference. He studied at Putian University, and his literary attainments were well cultivated.
In 2006, the typhoon "Bilis" resembled a great devil and swept Jiangnan through the evil spirits. Alcohol created a gray summer and brought unprecedented severe floods. Among them, the most serious disaster was in Hunan. I wrote for it. A seven-law, poetry: The Seven Laws hopes that the hometown loves the filthy girl and confesses, and she breaks the dam. Living in a foreign land is more dreamy, and my heart is even more difficult. Distantly knows day and night
I am an Internet surfer sharper. Many websites are aborted, just like I walked lightly, just as I gently came. But the 5460 literary web is an exception. It makes me forget, and I can’t forget it for a long time. Why do we dream of dating and dream lovers? Because there is an endless human feeling. In March 2006, by chance, I stepped into 5.
After reading the novel “The Kite Runner” in one breath, from the sadness of the beginning of reading to the hope of finally rising, the novel is like a river flowing slowly and flowing to the place where beautiful hope lies. The Afghan teenager Amir grew up with Hasan, the son of the servant’s family. They accompanied each other, flying kites in the streets of Kabul, playing in the fields, watching movies together, and the childhood life began to unfold.
In early November 2001, a friend Xiaomei called from Shanghai and said that one of her friends had traveled to Xinjiang and came to see me. Although the guests did not meet before, they chatted with our fellow Shanghai friends who had worked in Ili for a long time. He said that he used to work in a pastoral farm and then transferred to Jiangsu Fuyang, his lover.
Originality – Friends of Friends [At that time, young people preferred to drink adult wine, one step at a time, as if there is endless singing. ] In 2003, when I went to kindergarten, the name still remembered that it was Little Sun kindergarten. Because of the good relationship between the two people, I was accompanied by a Chinese girl named Bing Bing at night and I went to school together and went to school together. Together, I sat on the slide and played with the trampoline. The meaning of bad mathematics is that
In early November 1999, his wife had been suffering from more than 10 years of rheumatoid arthritis, and he had to go back to Shanghai for treatment. Due to my busy work, I have to divide houses and move. I can't escape and I can't accompany her back. The eldest daughter happens to not be in Shanghai. My siblings have to work. Who will take care of her? I am in a hurry, I do not know what to do. Two daughters called from Beijing.
After people have experienced group society, it is difficult to enjoy them. Someone will continue to interact with you, making your own private space less and less, in the end even their own time is gone. These are not my hope. Timely exclusivity is good, but it also allows one to breathe. Every time I leave, I’m sure to plan something for the trip and get ready to go out and then enjoy the excursions with my friends.
For a person's life, there are always a few scum, and I happen to encounter one. He looks pretty good and likes to wear a blue T-shirt. On weekdays, they are not very popular with girls. He, oil and gas, feels like a little bully. Like to play with the girls in class, from time to time will cry, there is no look like a boy. He sometimes has a bit of a mother.
One day, four people gathered for a drink and talked about the benefits and strengths. Jia Yan: Today's popularization of the Internet, the world is a good chat, so that people who have no chance in the north and the south become friends, or as friends, or as lovers. The network can increase knowledge, eliminate time, eliminate misfortunes, solve loneliness, make friends, and can also be romantic. B: The brother said that the network is omnipotent and all-embracing. Everyone has a web chat
Reunion, Yi Fanghua, two weeks ago, WeChat suddenly received an invitation letter from Wang Yilong's “High School Graduation Class Meeting for 30 Years”, which reads as follows: “Thirty Years Invitation” Memories 1988, vaguely still in sight Today, in 2018, like a flash of thirty-year-old time, the black silk changes into a memory of thirty years. The classmates come across the horizon, whether you are in a familiar hometown or not.