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Anecdotes About the Yao Family
Slice of Life姚家轶事
Ai Ai I Love
Ling Ran Ting (rhymes with real name, 1953.6.15-?), A native of Lujiaqiao, a rural area in Haining. This is the year of Guisi. I was born at noon during the Dragon Boat Festival fever in May, and my zodiac sign is Snake. The fortune teller said it would be a good day and a good time. He is not tall, not heavy, and looks like a three-person man. In 1965, he obtained the graduation certificate from Jinshi Complete Primary School (the certificate has been lost over the years, but it is genuine). The next year, I went to Qingyun Junior High School for half a year to study, and then I came home. There are no other diplomas or degree certificates. He has not participated in any academic seminars, associations or organizations, and has not published any papers. He is nearly seventy years old and has nothing to do. He likes to play with the tip of his pencil, write and scratch, scratch his head in the south, chew his head in the north, ramble on here and there, chew on the white stuff, and write down some things about old sesame seeds and rotten millet. Extravagant hope: "Alzheimer" came a few years late, and it has hundreds of thousands of Chinese characters written on it. Wishful thinking: I can annoy the spectators and make them salivate! Reality: an autumn dream.
Ling Ran Ting (rhymes with real name, 1953.6.15-?), A native of Lujiaqiao, a rural area in Haining. This is the year of Guisi. I was born at noon during the Dragon Boat Festival fever in May, and my zodiac sign is Snake. The fortune teller said it would be a good day and a good time. He is not tall, not heavy, and looks like a three-person man. In 1965, he obtained the graduation certificate from Jinshi Complete Primary School (the certificate has been lost over the years, but it is genuine). The next year, I went to Qingyun Junior High School for half a year to study, and then I came home. There are no other diplomas or degree certificates. He has not participated in any academic seminars, associations or organizations, and has not published any papers. He is nearly seventy years old and has nothing to do. He likes to play with the tip of his pencil, write and scratch, scratch his head in the south, chew his head in the north, ramble on here and there, chew on the white stuff, and write down some things about old sesame seeds and rotten millet. Extravagant hope: "Alzheimer" came a few years late, and it has hundreds of thousands of Chinese characters written on it. Wishful thinking: I can annoy the spectators and make them salivate! Reality: an autumn dream.