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Post n°16 pubblicato il 14 Maggio 2013 da nohouhui
The cold season, a pair of warm hands can be brewing touched; Lost in the day, takes good care of fermentable touched; Lonely time, changeless and eternal friendship let moved and shed tears.
Cold wind blowing
High school life, I leave my warm home, to students study halls. Gradually ignore the message in my hometown. When I see other children and parents talk together talking and laughing, I always choose to escape. "Why don't you come to see me," I always become one of the most simple ideas. When one Saturday afternoon I went back home, had to blow the cold wind outside, mom is not home, I sat in front of the luo rang up. Wind a ravening and a green face, and I even fallen leaves all smile me. Day dark, light not far away to see the car, I'm happy to jump in the past, coming back but lost the original wrong, suddenly I see the mother is a staggering figure, she smiled, as if in for her late to apology, full hand carry the squid slice. I didn't know that day, dad went to hangzhou, not driving to the mall, mother a person walk to the fish market close to let teacher must sell squid slice to her, the wind to blow, and the car, she walked so many back, her hands slotted problem because of cold wind made again, she has been said that let me waiting so long. That night my mother and I sit alone, two people ate my favorite squid slice, even a little salty, I also feel very sweet. Even if she let me waiting or do not go to school waiting for me, I also won't have complaints, because the greatest mother.
Moved during the operation
Is the end of a math exam, I most don't good at math, always got a pot of paste, I malicious cruel to learn mathematics, mathematical office and picked up the book and ran to the time for work now, the math teacher is my sudden dismissed the idea of going off work, we take root in the math problems together, because my brain stupid, think slowly, always need the math teacher again, changed me, I must be sick, but he is still in the most acceptable way to change the topic, I understand that bit by bit, but I know is to let him several times to strenuous useful work performance, with a fine sweat on his forehead, visibility is extremely strong, other teachers are back to school, alas, the teacher this evening self-study to go hungry.
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Post n°15 pubblicato il 14 Maggio 2013 da nohouhui
Because we all have a heart of too young, so don't understand the vicissitudes of life of youth and old age. Once silly believe that as long as stood on tiptoe can be closer to the sun, so whenever the sky when it rains I will try to reach out and, toward the sun, but I caught is not the sun, but a blank. Be scared, also can no longer go to fantasy into the heaven, maybe dream itself is so far away.
Began to abandon life, lost his balance. Later, someone told me that, in fact each of us is god's pet. I don't believe, countered that why some people cry, some laugh, some pain, some people have happiness? The man didn't answer my problem went away... Leave me a person, cold standing in the dark of night.
Not that I don't believe, but this society is too realistic, a little things to let a person become pale, a small failure can let a person cry me a river, ever give up yourself.
Don't tell me the story of Edison because Edison after so many failures, he had secretly cry; Don't tell me how great wang zhaojun, because wang zhaojun is also in tears do not decision; Who also like me, silly cry.
But I have to admit that they do is a hero, because they have stopped crying later, continue to work hard. This just understand, originally each one of us really is god's pet, but there are some people who are strong, there are some people who are vulnerable. When we are crying came to earth, god will be kissed our faces, gently tell us: child, don't cry!
Just some people forget that some people in mind!
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Post n°14 pubblicato il 04 Maggio 2013 da nohouhui
The National Day that day, I went to the county seat. Simon just out of the car came to the bridge, he saw the bridge pavement, almost with a row of palm reading and shoeshine stand, seriously affected the traffic. I do not complain about these people don't ZunZhangShouJi, by the stall. Suddenly a young shout wipe of children's shoes for my attention. Followed the sound, a prominent stalls, there is a boy, is leaning on the bridge are hard Shouting: "shoeshine.
The shoeshine boy and my age, a shabby, neat students take cover in thin body, foot wear, is also a pair of small, but very clean shoes. A look at his sallow and no color in the face, I knew he malnutrition. His eyes kept shaking as pedestrians, wish there could be a dirty pair of shoes to his stall.
When I walked past his stall, our eye contact. I could see his eyes and face are showing a desire to get warm, eager to return to school, eager to live a fulfilling life. My heart is trembling.
Even, I can't help but fell into a deep meditation: "the material civilization highly developed today, people all the time say to" project hope "donation". But didn't notice your side there is much yet to be warm and help.
Care to help others, always is the glory of the Chinese nation traditional virtue. As early as two thousand years ago mozi proposed the idea of "universal love". Reform tide impact today, however, there are a lot of people talk about desert, forget, don't say a stranger, even their relatives, and even parents also blithely ignored. Exactly where the lei feng's spirit. "One for all, all for one" where the spirit.
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Post n°13 pubblicato il 04 Maggio 2013 da nohouhui
"Xi state gas force pulling mountain, bad xi ya never dies. Jas not die xi can be helpless, danger danger xi nai intended."
Bawang beauty a line of tears, jiangshan is yesterday. Poor prospects, hero shortness of breath.
Now station in wujiang river shore, looking at the eyes out of the river, he unconsciously evoked miss to xiang yu. Think that year, warriors and misguided and how far. Now, joy and laughter have been in the history of the wind, blew away the, and the pain and tears also with the rolling the world of mortals ran far into the distance.
Went into the river, the river dyed red, and it is red. In the surrounding mountains, the scourge seems, blood word legend!
Everything is so quiet, in addition to the lily I what also can't hear you. Suddenly the trees some birds cry broke the quiet my mind. Make my heart students reveal a trace of sadness, eyes flashed scenes, note down the siege of embattled, overlord tearful definitely don't YuJi, eight noodles attack dongcheng 28 go war; Solution name Zhui to give TingChang, throat with heads of wujiang river herewith our old friend. Fierce and spectacular scenes that is so sad, can't help makes listeners are afraid.
Yes, xiang yu is a storied history tragedy figure, vigorous, the tragedy of life impermanence, will take the below a roar "option and also" shocked the emperor. After the battle of the stag; Cross the rubicon ChuJun roaring toward the enemy, ShaSheng blasting, vibration governors. And in kyushu, executive suite. But the hongmen banquet missed opportunities, wild, and error point room, fire to march, the lost heart. Liu bang in again this, sneak in, eventually causing note under siege, and commit suicide wujiang river.
Investigate the reasons of the xiang yu frustration, has a long history. Youth "to learn, to learn the sword, not again." Again yue: "a book, enough to remember names. Sword, one person, and lack of learning. Learning ten thousand enemy." So learn art, but "just to know its meaning, and will not learn." Upon the hongmen banquet, said: "this si ma cao repeatedly left no hurt too", these are the type of xiang yu the language. His Bohemian, the pleasure of life and the country maybe for Kings don't shame, degrees of a gentleman, however, let people moved emotionally..
However, xiang yu is defeated, but his prestige is far higher than that of liu bang, too history Mr Sima qian also think so, "this" xiang yu xiang yu is so vivid characterization, praising its fierce combat, perish when not afraid and courageous, is no hero, is written down, the result of its failure when Lou sorry, therefore to pit the qin, burn Qin Gong, xianyang, boil speaker just lightly brush tu, and perhaps this and author's personal misfortune, sympathy for the losers.
Events have to still need to face up to now, the so-called "human right is the vicissitudes of life," the today's young people, in covenant to king at the same time, more to face the future, to success!
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Post n°12 pubblicato il 04 Maggio 2013 da nohouhui
Since 19 years ago "jump" right from the womb my came to this world, I haven't left the mother. May said she is my mother in name, but in fact she is like a sister than her sister. When happy, she can share the happiness with happy mood with me; Sad, she would quietly sitting in front of me quietly comfort me; Trouble, she can tell her know happiness to me; When in trouble, she would have deceived me patiently taught me how to solve the difficulties...
Reproductive life, eternal life unforgettable
Remember when I was little, grandma just told me that such a "story" : many years ago, a young woman at the time of birth dystocia. When science and technology is not developed, adults and children can only save one. When the doctor told the news to young woman, she said firmly: "I want to keep my children." "But, you are still so young, later still have a chance..." The doctor seems to do not know what they want to say, "no, I want to let the child to live in this world." Hearing these words, all the doctors and ignore the eyes are moist, it is for the great mother shed tears, great for her, for her extraordinary shed tears. Maybe her firm faith touched by god, mother and daughter safely out of the operating room. When to ignore with the feelings of reverence to the baby to young woman, the great mother smiled proudly. Yes, the birth of the little girl is me, the great woman is my mother. Is one of her decision, let me came to this world; Is her firm's New Year touched everyone's heart; Is she to I will take care of my healthy living down; Is she pay for me everything but don't expect returns; Is she...
Mom, my life is for the first time you gave me, you make me happy and grow.
For the grace of regeneration don't forget
It was a cold winter in December 1999. The north wind blowing, with aside scrape away the pieces of the leaves. The rustling of leaves as the north wind roar, sounds very cold. But there the lights of a family did not go out. Also the air in the dark, the light became a bit harsh, even the moon has also quietly down, want to find out. See, a little girl tossed and turned in bed. Her quilt already very thick thick, but from her face is bean big sweat bead drip. Her mother, sitting beside her, with a hot towel to help her from time to time wipe the sweat. All of a sudden, her mother put her back up, walked into a kilometers away from hospital. When the doctor checked and told her: "if the child through tonight, she will be saved." The mother shocked, but she immediately to calm down, she knew he must not fall. Tears looked at daughter gray face, asm rapidly across from my face, spattered on the floor, and provoked a yellow flower. At that night, she sat in front of her daughter's bed, and stroked her hair, and sometimes whisper, watching her from time to time. She know that her daughter may not be tomorrow... , she dare not to think. She sat a person sit quietly and let the tears on my face, she now only hope that before the dawn, her daughter can sit up and talk to her; Lost his temper with her; Joking with her...
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