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Such Faith
He was an atheist, but she accompanied her mother to church every week. A friend asked him, "Why don't you go there if you don't believe in God?" He said, "As long as my mother does." His mother, who had Alzheimer's disease, didn't recognize him, but suddenly held his hand in the church and said, "My son doesn't believe in God, but God will definitely bless him." His eyes were red. After his mother died, he still went to church every week and sat in his old seat. Someone asked him if he believed
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Defined Domain Transcript
With "definition" as the anchor point, various explanations of objects, various analysis of ideas, and in-depth analysis are all included. It is not only a container for collecting knowledge, but also a coordinate for sorting out and classifying logic, helping you to define and treasure the infinite universe of definitions within a limited space.
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Locust Flowers in the Courtyard
Chen Huai, a laid-back winemaker, lives in the Sophora Flower Courtyard. He fishes and drinks every day and lies drunk in the spring breeze. One day, the painter Su Xing broke into the courtyard in search of subjects for sketching. His paint box knocked over the red fish pond, but he smiled and said that he would pay him a pool of stars. She painted stars on the clay pots where he made wine, and secretly placed candies in the wooden shed where he mended fishing nets. When the locust flowers fell
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Evening Sunset
Every year, veterans of the Anti-Japanese War bury an empty bullet casing next to the standing lighthouse to commemorate their fallen brothers in the reconnaissance team. When he was dying, his adopted son suddenly appeared in a tattered uniform of the national army: "Father, I am the son of the enemy spy you killed back then." It turned out that the veteran knew that the spy was delivering false information and deliberately silenced him to protect his innocence. The adopted son opened his palms
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A Family Under a Tree Outside the Courtyard
There is an old locust tree outside the courtyard wall. Under the tree, there is an old man selling tofu cakes sitting all year round. He didn't yell. When someone came, he would fill a bowl with half a spoonful of sugar. The children called him "Mute Grandpa" because they thought he couldn't speak. That winter, he suddenly disappeared. The children searched everywhere, and finally found an iron box under the tree, which was full of notes written by the children: "Grandpa, today's meal was sweet
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Ginger in the Middle of the Lake, the Moon Is Hazy
After reading some stories for a long time, I always want to sit next to them and add another narration to them. The moon in the middle of the lake is hazy - it is such a gentle "reference" place. We see light in the words of famous artists, so we use the lens to catch it and adjust it to another temperature. Every page of the script here is filled with jars of fine wine, and the signature reads: Lend me your moonlight to shine in the middle of the lake.
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Put Some Salt on the Onions?
A top chef lost his sense of taste due to an accident, but he still managed to win the title of Chef God for three consecutive years by cooking onions in tears. The food detective secretly investigated and found that he took out white powder of unknown origin from the safe every night. During the surprise inspection, everyone was shocked: it was just an ordinary salt shaker, and the safe contained the urn of the youngest son. The child loved to eat the onion rings he made during his lifetime. Th
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Mom's Handwritten Recipe Collection
Title: Mom's Handwritten Recipes Main content: After his mother passed away, he dug out an old notebook, which was filled with dish names - stir-fried baby cabbage with pork belly, sweet and sour pork ribs, pineapple and sweet pork... All his favorites. The last page read: "Mom was afraid that you would not be able to cook it if you wanted to eat it in the future, so I wrote it all down." He followed the recipe and made the first dish of eggplant with minced meat, which burned the pot and finish
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The World in Kitchen Fireworks
In the circle of friends, Achu contacts old friends to conquer the world. She huddled in the kitchen, cooking instant noodles, and the fried eggs were burnt. The aurora was brilliant on the other side of the screen, but she was staring at the trembling soft drink in the bowl in trance. Early the next morning, she took a photo of the dew-stained gardenia on the corner of the table and captioned it: I also envy many scenery, but I love these ordinary fireworks even more. A good life is like the du
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Butter Tea in My Arms
Many years later, I said to the wind in the grassland: "I wanted to escape, but Deji Zhuoga held me back." When I came to Hangzhou that year, I thought it was bitter here, but it was her butter tea that warmed my heart. Now I have a gray head and guard this medical station. The wind carried her singing voice from back then, and I smiled and put on another piece of clothing - I wouldn't leave.
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His Sea Concert
Ahai, an old fisherman, followed his son to the city in his later years, but he dreamed of the sea in his hometown every day. One day, he heard someone humming "Ocean, My Hometown" in the park and burst into tears. Regardless of his family's objections, he returned to the beach house alone and played the harp every day. Before he died, he asked his grandson to scatter his ashes into the sea, saying: "Where the sea is, there is my hometown."
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Living Water Pier
On the night of the typhoon, the pier was in emergency. The old captain Lin Bo led the team to strengthen the cable. Someone fell into the water during the huge waves. He jumped into the sea alone to save the person. After fighting the waves all night, the cargo ship was saved, but he collapsed from exhaustion. When I woke up, I heard my daughter playing "Fighting Typhoon" on the guzheng in front of the bed, and the strings were surging like waves. Lin Bo held her hand with tears in his eyes: "I
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Hengduan Mountains
Geologist Li Zhe went deep into the Hengduan Mountains for exploration and accidentally discovered a moving "golden vein." While tracking, he fell to the bottom of a mysterious valley and discovered a network of luminous ancient fungi - the true core of life in the mountains. It protected itself through seismic movement, but was on the verge of collapse due to human tunneling. Li Zhe must stop the project and make a choice between guardians and progressors.
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Record the Definition in My Eyes
After urban planner Lin An was forced to retire, he moved into an old house in the countryside. I map the tracks of insects every day, record the flight angles of dandelions, and make tea with dew. As developers' bulldozers approached, she submitted new plans that marked the entire wilderness as "an irremovable star-gazing site." In the verdict, she wrote: My good life is to allow all things to maintain their original breathing.
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Wind Chimes Ring Softly on the Eaves Corner
Psychiatrist Su Ming always hangs copper wind chimes on the window eaves of his clinic, claiming that it can soothe patients with anxiety disorders. When the criminal police investigated the case, they found that all the recovered patients overlapped with the witnesses in the unsolved case. When they forcibly removed the bell, they found that the bell tongue was a miniature recorder - it turned out that she was using the treatment of the witnesses to overturn the case for her father. When the po
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Young Tigris
It tells the story of an Iraqi boy who guarded the incomplete "Epic of Gilgamesh" clay tablets during the war, always hallucinating that there was a voice calling him. He followed the sound across the desert and discovered that the source of the sound was the ruins of an ancient temple under a US military base. When the missile struck, he shielded himself with his body, and the moment his blood seeped into the clay - the prophecy of the doomsday war emerged from the epic chapter thousands of yea
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Voice-Over Projector
The voice-over is an unspoken sigh during the performance of the tune. Here are collected the hesitations in the movement, the moment when the eyes meet, and the turbulent silence behind the lyrics. Every page hides an unedited dream, waiting to talk to you in the distance beyond the flashy dialogue. We salvage the most subtle folds of the human heart, so that every time you turn the page, you can hear the heartbeat deep in the music.
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Yunxu's Little Stories
The girl collects the shape of a cloud in a glass bottle every day - sometimes it's a lost sheep, sometimes it's a spilled color. On the seventy-seventh day, the cloud in the bottle condensed into a feather. She stepped onto the clouds as she was told, and found that all the forgotten little things were floating there: the red balloon that was lost when she was three years old, and the apology that was left unsaid yesterday. She leaned over to pick it up, and the sky became a little lighter.
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Current Affairs Small Theater
"Current events" are the prism of reality, and "small theater" is the stage of imagination. The scripts in this collection do not write fictional joys and sorrows, but only salvage the most absurd and real moments in the news flow - turning headlines into monologues and turning hot searches into close-ups. Here, every current event is an impromptu play that has no time for rehearsal, and we are responsible for recording those fireworks that are more dramatic than the script.
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Jiang Yue and Half Poems
In the 23rd year of the Republic of China, Shen Zhidu was the most silent poet in the newspaper office. On the fifteenth day of every month, he would post half of a poem on the riverside railing - no beginning, only fragments of the sentence, as if a section had been bitten off by the river. The flower seller Ah Quan always passes by this night and quietly adds the second half of his sentence. He wrote: "The moon shines on the boat alone and no one can cross it." She answered: "I am waiting for
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It Doesn't Matter If You Get Closer to Me
She always comes to the convenience store late at night to buy the same beer. I deliberately pushed the change coins closer to her fingertips. "It doesn't matter if you get closer," I said. She smiled like a frightened cat. Later I followed her home and stood under her window for a whole month. Until that day, she opened the curtains and whispered to me outside the window: "I know you are always here. Come in, I have been waiting for you for a long time." After entering, I discovered that the
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Subtext Favorites
The most touching thing in a script is never the printed dialogue, but the line that the actors didn't read out. I snuck them all into this collection - the gaps in breathing, the commas in eyes, the dashes of silence. If you are also obsessed with "meaning between the lines", here is your code book. Open it and see how a good show can be done without talking.
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Prose Poem Pages from the Story
Editor Xiao Zhou found a yellowed manuscript at an old bookstall with the title "Prose and Poetry Page" on the title page. Opening it is an unsigned poem manuscript, the handwriting is clear and elegant, like moonlight falling on the paper. She read page after page, and unexpectedly saw her own name that had been missing for many years on the last page - it was a farewell written to her by her neighbor's brother when she was ten years old but never sent. She followed the writing to find a town t
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Orange Marmalade
During the war, a small town girl named Ah Ju boiled a jar of orange jam every day and placed it on the windowsill. That was the secret code for her appointment with her lover who joined the army - the jam is here and everyone is safe. Five years later, the jam was cold and hot, but no one came to the window sill. One day, a lame soldier knocked on the door and handed over a letter. There was only one line in the letter: "The jam is very sweet. I tasted it for me." Ah Ju put the last jar of j
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Xingyan Xiaozao
During the Republic of China, a young man named Chen Xingyan found an unknown notebook at a second-hand book stall. The inner pages were densely packed with warnings. At first, he just took it as a pastime, but unexpectedly, every sentence in the book accurately predicted his experiences - betrayal by his friends, business failure, and almost death. He turned to the last page in horror, and was shocked to find that the last sentence was actually written by himself: This note was written by you i
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