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The years are like the ticking of the watch, the white hair of the mother, the love hidden in the lucky money, and the thoughts of youth scattered in the wind. Looking back half my life, I only wish that my family is healthy and the past can be forgotten.

The essay is not nutritious, but is sharp and should be read with caution. Note: There is no major connection between each chapter, only the connection between concepts and ideas. Each chapter is a complete essay. Welcome to taste

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In a life spent with books, you walk all the way and look at each other. You don't know whether you will turn around or continue going straight on the next road. You can only keep walking. Only by walking can you find the meaning of life!

There is a sleeve tree in the yard. It is still there more than 20 years ago. The grapefruits it produces every year are big, sweet and full of water. Standing under the tree, the sun shines on your face through the sparse leaves, which makes the tree shadows mottled. It has been uninhabited for a long time, and the steps at the entrance of the courtyard are covered with moss and weeds. The childhood playmates have already gone their separate ways, and the surrounding villagers are busy working in the fields. In recent years, they rarely set foot in this almost abandoned courtyard. The Xiaoxi family only goes back to stay for a few days during the Qingming Festival or the Spring Festival. It's the end of the year, and Xiaoxi has just come back from overseas. It's so dusty. Her parents won't be back this year. She opens the courtyard door and puts down her luggage. The dim sunset hits the red brick and gray tile courtyard wall, and time seems to start to go back a little bit...

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Recording interesting but regrettable times

Everyone needs a hole, find this hole, find a paradise...

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Articles written in my spare time

Just the dream talk of a junior high school student...

Just little stories about myself

This is a short story about a real incident that happened between me and the lead actor because of Wuhan. I am a junior college student majoring in medicine in Hubei Province. During my junior year, I interned in a tertiary-level hospital in Daye, Huangshi. During my days off, I traveled to Wuhan alone three times. In addition, I accidentally traveled to Wuhan because of a bereavement. This is a short story about my personal experience. It was the first time I came to Wuhan for the purpose of studying in college. I unexpectedly received official news from the film and television company in charge. I was surprised to learn that he was coming to Wuhan to participate in a brand event. I realized the three-year long-distance running appointment to chase stars, achieving both academic and star chasing. The second time, a 20-year-old college student traveled to Wuhan alone to visit five popular attractions in Wuhan. One-day trip, the last one was on New Year's Eve from 2025 to 2026. Even on a cold night of rain and snow, one person went to Wuhan's Optics Valley Square overnight to witness the exciting and romantic New Year's Eve moments. There were also videos of him playing and singing when he received the New Year's greetings from the principal dozens of minutes before the new year. There were also some very handsome and stunning videos Annual selfie material copywriting and New Year's Eve New Year's greetings. After New Year's Eve, I experienced various twists and turns of the local high consumption and the "dilemma" of deciding where to live, and finally chose to change my train ticket overnight to return; last year, when a close relative died of late-stage cancer and was heartbroken, I got the opportunity to unexpectedly travel through Wuhan, a transit city...

A chapter long ago

Do you usually have any special insights? I especially enjoy sharing my insights with my friends. It's really interesting, As we chatted, we discovered that we could put them together. So I wrote this book!

When the object of some expressions is specific to a person, It becomes more concrete and tangible and more immediate. I wrote many letters to many people. When the envelope is sealed, when it is mailed, I will slowly forget again, Forget the thoughts, complaints or joy in the letter. This letter should be kept on file. There are many things I should not forget.

Last night, I finally escaped from the wall and went to another place quietly alone. Yes, a place where I don't know anyone, and I don't know anyone, can definitely be called a safe area.

Hanzhang can be chaste, or it may become a "past" thing, but it will have an end without success.

This is a collection of essays. I like coding and communicating with people, so I have been writing many short essays. So I began to think about writing a collection of notes and essays by learning from Zhang Zai's "Night Sailing Ship" and Duan Chengshi's "Youyang Zazu".

This is a collection of short stories written randomly. The words may be long or short, and most of them are as concise as poetry, but each story hides a complete world. They carry a touch of sadness, like flowers that bloom quietly in different seasons, with different colors and unique fragrances. These words come from a moment of heartbeat, a moment of trance, or the flow of emotions when you are awake late at night. There is kindness and sincerity, as well as deception and malice; there is lonely moonlight and warm lights - just like the flickering lights and shadows in a mirror reflecting the state of mind. It is like a diary written to oneself, and also like a small whisper accidentally dropped in the circle of friends. There is no need to deliberately flip through it, just read a few lines at random, and maybe you will think of a similar moment. Because all the stories here are traces of the passage of time, and they are also flowers planted with my heart.

Funny famous scenes

Essays on trivial life

This is an essay recording life, written for me and you at different stages. The ripples in my heart in those years, those who brought me beautiful memories, thank you for splendid my youth. The most romantic thing I can think of is to write you in a book.

From the origin of the universe to the daily lives of ordinary people, there is no place that does not exist in Ruocai's imagination.

I wrote a short story casually, whatever came to my mind, and the article was incoherent~

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The way you face difficulties is really awesome

Compared with smooth sailing, a person's life is more often filled with things that go against his wishes. The world is a huge grassroots team. Everyone is the protagonist of his own world. Your world is dominated by your wishes, and everyone else is a supporting role. In just a few decades, no matter what choice you make, you will regret it, but if you do good deeds, don't ask about your future, and just have a clear conscience.

It's purely self-absorbed and just practicing writing. Document life, whether it's wonderful or not.

An ordinary student I want to see my life Is it the light that defies fate and changes destiny, or is it destiny that is destined to be darkness? My future is blurry yet clear

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Really Recorded Outrageous Dreams

The so-called love is the most ordinary, like the dew of the morning sun, like the breeze blowing on the face, not disturbing, but moisturizing and silent. I always believe that those vigorous loves are often like a sudden rain, shocking when it comes and devastated when it goes. After their splendid moments like fireworks, they leave only ashes of regret and heart-rending echoes. I often wonder, whose fault is it in those heartbreaking stories? Is it the "scumbag" who turned around and left who was quibbling with himself, using indifference to cover up his former deep feelings? Or is he the coward who curls up in his memories, using "plainness is true" to comfort his cowardice of not daring to love again? Perhaps, they have all been sincere, but sincerity may not be able to withstand time, reality, or the changes in people's hearts. But I still believe that true happiness never belongs to those who escape. It only favors those who dare to pursue and face it. Love is not a fantasy to escape reality, but a journey to move forward side by side. It requires courage to embrace the enthusiasm, and tenacity to endure the dullness; it requires passion to ignite sparks, and it requires wisdom to maintain it for a long time. Therefore, I still wish-bless all the lovers in the world, not for grandeur, but for a steady flow of water; not for earth-shaking, but for everlasting life. I hope that every sincerity can be polished by time and become the most gentle companionship. May all lovers in the world get married eventually. Not because of fate, but because they always choose each other, even on the dullest days.

Spring and summer notes of my college life from 2011 to 2013

Daily essays.

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Think about it every day and dream about it at night! Have you also experienced weird dreams?! Who can interpret your dream? ! Who will interpret my dream again?!

True love is not about finding the perfect person, but about learning to see perfection through imperfect eyes. It is not the calm that never quarrels, but the steadfastness that never lets go even in the storm. Love is an everyday choice-choosing understanding over blaming, connection over avoidance, growth over stagnation. May this handbook become a practical guide on your love journey, helping you to continue to improve in the art of loving and being loved, and ultimately gain that deep and lasting intimacy - which is the deepest desire of the human soul and the most precious gift between us.

My weekly diary of high school, please don't laugh, watch patiently, thank you for your support

Every story contains hard-earned thoughts. Under the sun, among the green mountains and green waters, on the road, at a certain moment, like pearls, they can be collected as jewelry when connected in series.