If I go bad. Your favorite black hair is badly messed up, full of rash, or smoke and alcohol. Would you touch your head and say, “come back to me, I don’t like this kind of you.” If I say I’m going to leave you one day, will you put down your face and say in a low voice, hug me, say no, I’m wrong, not taking care of you. And then
It’s September. When the weather is cold, people don’t want to wake up when they are lazy. Yesterday, I dreamed of a man who could not see clearly. After leaving so long, I could not put any more. In fact, I have already admitted that people who once liked a network game lived in my heart and took root. At that time, I just transferred to a rural clothes, do not want to play pvp, robbery, bullying, especially not suitable for me, raise children
2018-09-10 I feel very proud of being a teacher all my life. It is not polite to say, I have stood on the stage since childhood to students as a little gentleman, for students to explain mathematical problems. Because from primary school to secondary school, I have been a part-time representative of the class’s mathematics class, it is natural to lecture for the students. I was chosen shortly after I went to work.
Teacher, I would like to tell you that the night is getting deeper and deeper. Tens of millions of windows, only your window is still illuminated, and the brighter it is on this dark night. Teacher, I want to gently say to you: teacher, you should rest. How many sleepless nights, you are always at my desk to revise my papers, articles in a revised and reviewed handwriting, are full of your deep concern and love for me. You are like dear
July (lunar calendar), the stage of autumn, the dull sun has just risen, dark clouds obscured my eyes, that year in July, the bleak time of my life has fixed the unbearable pain. Draw all the white clouds under the blue sky, write full of tears missing no matter how long and how far away, my soul will always breathe the individuality you give. Thinking of the life connected to me and the source of my life. Can not forget, wipe
I haven’t had any codewords for months. If someone knew who I was, I would not be able to write freely, unrestrained and free, so I changed my nickname. Do you write your diary for yourself or for others? It is an unavoidable evil habit to show oneself whether to narrate in a straightforward way or to show others that it is unintentionally pretentious. A secret that you see only for yourself, for others to see.
When you have wings that can fly across the sky, what do you want to do first? To fly up to the blue sky, to touch the rainbow, or to search for your own world. It’s all a delusion. When you have these wings, you are no longer a normal person. When you are an ordinary person, what do you want most? Is it plain and simple life, or is there no wave of safety?
Time flies so fast that in a flash it will be autumn and September. Tomorrow is Teacher’s Day. Happy Teachers’Day. A few days ago, I heard several colleagues talking about the teacher qualification certificate, they seem to be ready to enter for the exam, then they will return home to become a teacher. A colleague heard me say I had a teacher’s qualification certificate and asked me why I didn’t go back to be a teacher. Teacher
Standing in such a shade, I had a strange illusion, as if I was stepping on the pace of time, again back to the long gone green years. That was many years ago. The sun was beating outside the window, and the bright, dazzling spots of light were always easy to pass through the cracks in the leaves and branches of the luxuriant sycamore tree outside the window and fall on the wall or the ground beside the window. Snow
When the sun rises, I never say good morning to anyone, and the bright moonlit night hanging in the night sky never calls the birds to sleep early. When the peach blossoms blossom, the spring is full, and the leaves are yellow, that is autumn. The alternation of these years is so silent that naturally, as if nothing had ever happened in this world, the oath you wrote on the bluestone disappeared slowly with the breeze. But I still love the world.
Hu Yanbin: “Zheng Shuang, I hope you’ve been better than me.” I feel that two people’s love is a long time ago, I roughly calculated the distance between the announcement of love, break up, until recently there was a compound gossip, in a flash three years passed. Whether breaking up is under pressure or emotional incompatibility is not known to us as an outsider. It was just a chance that I read Zheng Shuang.
Since junior high school, I’ve had a hunchback problem in the park under the darkness. I walk awkwardly, with my head tilted forward, my back bent, and my arms stiff. From a distance, it looks like an elderly grandfather. My relatives and friends have told my parents about it. My mother often accompanies me to take a walk in the evening to correct my posture. At that time there was a park near the rented place, which was where we often went for a walk. common
Today is nineteen years old birthday, according to the virtual age is twenty. Remember ten years ago in 2008. That year’s ten-year-old birthday party, that year’s playful friends, that year’s Beijing Olympic Games, everything is still vivid. Ten years passed. During the past ten years, many people, from primary school, junior high school, high school, in today’s university, most of the life is as plain as water, waves. Not much
Send away the time: Do you believe that the meteor that broke through the night sky fell silently, turned into a stone or splashed with fluorescence or never disappeared, and continued its original mission, but you never expected the light of the meteor to disappear, it was remembered, so, in a different way There are a lot of things in life.
The road is different. Up till today, I really understand his truth. Yes, people who walk on different roads will not plan together. How can people with different interests work together? As time goes by, we are gradually moving away, and friends around us are also numbered. Everyone is wearing a false veil, accompanied by others, but no one understands. Even if the playful friends have
2018-09-08 Everyone has an old age, who has an old age, when people are old, hope to be children do not abandon, now the elderly need to take care of, just as children when they need parents to take care of the same, please be more patient with the elderly. When people are old, their hands often tremble. When they eat, they often spill vegetable soup on their clothes. Don’t abandon the old people and forgive them more.
Ji Lingchen: After all, I still missed the man who loved you the most, who used to make me laugh and make me laugh, but now I can only make me cry when I see you again; the man who I never thought of walking away from him, now we walk away. I’ve tasted that painful feeling when you love someone, not how good they look, but at a special time, that
“Bowl of rice to support beneficiaries, rice to feed enemies” I never agree with this sentence, I always believe that the hearts of the people for the hearts, sincere for the true feelings, think that the true pay for the true reward, I live until now I understand that the older generation’s words are for a reason. When his husband was two years old, his father-in-law died, leaving behind seven orphans, widows and mothers, four men and two women, the youngest husband, in the hard times of the seventies.
Tao Yuling’s Vietnam War Vietnam Vietnam Vietnam Vietnam Vietnam Vietnam Vietnam Vietnam Vietnam Vietnam Vietnam Vietnam Vietnam Vietnam Vietnam Yongyong, 2008-09-07, introduced the famous movie actor Tao Yuling’s vivid deeds to Tao Yuling is 84 years old. In the 1950s, her second sister fascinated many young audiences in The Limburg Story. Later, she played Chunny in The Sentinel Under the Neon Lamp. She was warmly received by Chairman Mao and Premier Zhou.