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During the Chenghua period of the Ming Dynasty, the second concubine Hu of Mei Jun, the magistrate of Yingzhou, became pregnant. The third concubine, Xu, was jealous and colluded with the fortune teller Zhao Banxian to falsely call Hu a demon fetus in an attempt to harm her. The maid Shouchun overheard the incident and protected Hu's escape. When she gives birth to a baby, she wears the Mirror of Heaven, Earth, Fortune and Longevity on her body. When they encountered mountain bandits, Hu was taken prisoner and the baby was abandoned by the roadside. The baby was raised by Lin Heshi, the general town of Ningwu. Hu was released by the bandit's wife and became crazy because of his longing for his son. Shouchun went through many hardships to serve the Hu family. Seventeen years later, Hu's son Lin Bixian grew up and learned about his mother's murder. Later he won the first prize and met Hu. Because Xiang wears a mirror of fortune and longevity, mother and son can recognize each other. Lin Bixian returned home to serve his mother, Mei Jun regretted his crime and confessed, and the evildoer got his due end. Adapted from the drama "The Mirror of Heaven and Earth, Fortune and Longevity".

Life is full of hardships, Please see how Dong Zhongshu, a great scholar of the Western Han Dynasty, a native of Guangchuan (now Jingxian County) who influenced Chinese history for more than two thousand years, went through a rough life with perseverance and determination beyond ordinary people in order to achieve his goals in life.

Today, my brother Qiao passed away. The whole city was under lockdown due to the epidemic, and there was no chance to take one last look at Brother Qiao. I feel very sad.

I was born in the year of Dragon, facing the rising sun in the morning, in the beautiful small village of Cuitun, Jingxian County, Hebei Province, so my nickname is Xilong.

Come and read the article. In the water, our upper and lower teeth kept touching, and I could hear the sound of my own teeth colliding, rattling, rattling, like the sound of rocks hitting each other, and like the sound of machine guns constantly firing. After a while, I really didn't feel cold at all. Read more of my works on its website!

This is an affectionate and restrained life documentary, telling how an ordinary couple, faced with sudden death, completed their final farewell by staying together in silence. This is not only a story about illness and separation, but also a mirror that reflects ordinary marriage. It describes how the deep affection for each other turned into concrete and subtle companionship: clumsily learning to call a taxi on the mobile phone, holding her cold hand tightly, and swallowing all the weak comfort. When the wife finally turns into a ray of light flying into the night sky in her husband's arms, it is not the end of life, but the tenderest flower of love blooming in despair - she turns her last existence into a star that lights up the late night in the world. This is a profound measurement of ordinary love. It tells us: the deepest farewell is often silent; and the most extreme longing is to look up at the stars every time for the rest of our lives.

From his initial life goal of "I want to find a good wife for you," he forged ahead unyieldingly in a difficult environment. After resuming the college entrance examination, he took the college entrance examination for three consecutive years and entered Tsinghua University. The twists and turns of a touching love story are inspiring. See if you can read it in one sitting.

This novel takes the love story of Liu Donglai, Wang Xiaofang, and Mei Zi as the main line. It tells the story of Liu Donglai's setbacks and hardships after the college entrance examination was resumed in 1977, and he was admitted to Tsinghua University after three college entrance examinations. The novel reproduces the blazing era when "knowledge changes destiny" with delicate writing, but it is more than a hymn of struggle. It profoundly depicts the spectrum of human nature in the turning point of history. It also created a spiritual monument for this generation of people to move from confusion to self-consciousness. It is an affectionate look back at the spiritual restart of a country and a generation. It tells us: when a door that has been closed for ten years is reopened, the first thing to pour in is not only the light, but also the ordinary people who have been swept away by the torrent of the times and find the difficult steps of regaining their dignity amidst hope and pain.

I looked at the computer and smiled stupidly. Smiling, something sparkling appeared in front of my eyes. I took a look at it carefully. This is a golden key to open the customer's heart, and its name is sincerity engraved on it.

I held the burning incense in my hand and went to light the firecrackers placed on the ground. I stretched out my arms tremblingly, and the burning incense tip slowly touched the core of the firecracker. As soon as I touched it, but before it was lit, I turned around and ran away. Sister Jun said: You are too cowardly to run away without lighting it. Let Brother Bald light it. Brother Bald took my incense and lit it immediately. There was a loud noise in the yard and the crackle of small whips. We jumped and shouted, clapped our hands and laughed. Then, my bald brother and I ran to our home. We had to go back to sleep, open our eyes, eat dumplings, and give New Year greetings to our parents, uncles and aunts, and all the elders in the village.

I finally understood: Only those who can relax themselves at critical moments can achieve great things. When encountering difficulties in life, it is also great wisdom to face them calmly, calmly and leisurely.

That year Mrs. Zhang passed away. Brother Zhang is almost 80 years old, and he came to pay my dad New Year's greetings. He was no longer speaking so fluently, and his mouth was trembling: "Uncle Fifth, I... Wish you a happy New Year." Dad said: "You are so old, don't kowtow anymore." Brother Zhang said: "My uncle, I can't do it without kowtow." As he said that, his legs trembled and he knelt down.

To this day, I still remember the old Education Bureau under the Jingzhou Tower, the courtyard with red brick bungalows, the thick and big old locust tree in front of the kitchen in the courtyard, the two-story building on the south steps of the courtyard, and Yan Fuzheng, director of the Jingxian Education, Sports and Culture Committee. I remember that day, he left his post, held a farewell meeting with everyone, and walked out of the bungalow conference room at the southmost west side of the building with a water cup in hand. He walked slowly, held his chest high, smiled and talked to people. He walked and stood at the steps of the government building. He looked at the tall, tall and majestic ancient tower next to the courtyard, and sparkling tears rolled out of his eyes. I even remember: When the sun was about to set, there was no one else in the whole building. He walked out of the office and said: Xianhua, I'm leaving and I won't come to work tomorrow. I nodded without saying a word and watched him walk out of the compound, tears welling up in my eyes.

Thinking like this, the umbrella in my hand slipped to the ground. I didn't know at all that the heavy rain was pouring on my head and on my body. The tears on my face actually flowed down my face like the heavy rain.

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Life is full of hardships, Please see how Dong Zhongshu, a great scholar of the Western Han Dynasty, a native of Guangchuan (now Jingxian County) who influenced Chinese history for more than two thousand years, went through a rough life with perseverance and determination beyond ordinary people in order to achieve his goals in life.