Pingdou pear

Nonsense 1: "What do misfortunes never come singly? About six o'clock sharp, I had nothing to do after work, I wandered around and went home, strolling in the light rain, surrounded by trees, and a bunch of kids in front of me. Count them The high-level thoughts hit my limbs and bones, I raised my head very gracefully, and then I lost my strength, probably because my neck was sprained. When I got home, I thought I would not change it today. If you want to start this, then maybe you will update every three days, every four or five days, before you open the page, a big thunder strikes the power outage, and you will wake up to update the call no matter how late you are, and write nearly two days on the flashlight. I just laid down the original manuscript, and I pinched the point too accurately, which made it a bit fake. What's more fake is that when I was young, I said that there was a mouse, my sister was out of her wits and asked me where it was. I pointed. The ditch said that, as I was walking, I said there were mice, and my sister hid in a daze and asked me where it was. When I said there was a mouse, she was very calm {as if she had raped me?} and asked me where? I said that there is a fat dead mouse under your feet, and it just died at a glance. Hey, it’s true, I I've never talked to anyone about it, this, this is so fake, does anyone believe me, I forgive you.

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On a sunny morning, the clouds in the sky are as white as the marshmallows rolled out by the grandfather on the side of the street. There is no trace of filth. I don’t know if it will be sweet after taking a sip. There are two big arms growing on the other side of the sky. The spaceship flew over and drilled through the thorns and thorns.In the end, like a tired child, he pressed lower and lower, landed slowly, crossed the runway, and returned home safely. ——

The atmosphere of the airport has never been described in words. Those who flew out and came back, with tears in their eyes, expressionless faces, laughing and glaring, crying, crying back and staring back, all the feelings are there. In the words.Standing at the exit of the airport, Dou Jiao was filled with uncontrollable excitement.At this time, those who kept silent were all watching a clean and handsome little boy with his hands on his chest, the corners of his mouth twitched, his eyes filled with tears, and he swayed three times, just like the second child Wu next door.The child came to the window trembling all over, and the large swathes of marshmallows in the sky sweetened the child's heart.Slowly opened his arms, only to hear the howling sound like a ghost crying: "Earth, I'm back, I'm back, la, la..." It was a roar from the depths of the dantian, resounding through the sky, it was the return of the son of Macau to the earth Mother's warm embrace, yes, this is Dou Jiao.Pedestrians coming and going at the airport stopped and watched, those who cried forgot to cry, those who laughed stopped laughing, and those who walked stopped and walked.

There is a lot of traffic, and every city is divided into three, six, and nine classes. These places are in twos and threes, and the rest of the places are extremely crowded. In just two days, Dou Jiao has fully adapted to life on the earth. The day's braised pork settled back to its original position.People are like this. The thing that has been thinking about is like the bright crescent moon bud in the water. Even if it is just a stone, it is still bright. When one day you finally walk on the surface of the moon, you may not need two. God, you will start to sigh, this is just a rock, at best, it's just a rock with a surface area of ​​800 million square kilometers, a rock, and a little bump.But then again, if it's the moon with milk beans, it's not quite the same.Dou Jiao ate milk beans for two days at home, the weather was really hot, it was clearly still spring, but the little wind seemed to bring summer overnight, and the wind and sunshine in the past two days seemed to be just ours Wishful thinking.The morning sun pierced through the white curtains, almost at the very first moment Dou Jiao opened his eyes, blinking... with an obsessed look, his little hands stretched out the quilt to get close to the corners of his eyes, and rubbed them once, when the big eyes were already red. He opened his mouth and yawned loudly, and after a while, he started to sway slowly, swaying into the bathroom to take care of himself slowly.When he came out again, Dou Jiao's big eyes were black beans and black beans. He put on soft cotton sweatpants and the same style of half-sleeves, opened his backpack and carefully checked what he had brought, to make sure he hadn't forgotten it. What, I just went downstairs——out of this air-conditioned small villa, into this fine weather where the wind can overturn you, and the sun will dry your skin off two pounds.Dou Jiao embarked on a journey to find every spiritual food hidden in the corners of the city.What a great sentiment and what a perverted hobby.

Summer time is always short, and maybe the thoughts left in this season of the year are just a roller coaster ride. Of course, the time of vacation is especially precious, and the only memory available is thicker than a book Simulation exercises for each subject.Dou Jiao stayed at home for three full months, the child just celebrated his birthday, a serious 16-year-old boy, remembering the words of his own father: "15-year-old Fang is a real man," is the correct guideline , and make the best preparation for the first step of a real man.

"Institution of Higher Education": Eden Institute - the reason why it is called Eden is due to a beautiful legend. "In the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, there was a cowherd boy in the local area. He had no parents and no home. He ate a hundred meals and slept in a hundred eaves. The old gentleman of Bai, the old gentleman took pity on the cowherd baby, so he allowed the cowherd boy to sit in. The cowherd boy was very smart. At that time, no matter what kind of age it was, hormonal problems should not be taken lightly. Peeping, the cowherd boy is attracted to a beautiful local girl. The girl's grandfather is highly respected in the local area. He is an old man with deep-rooted secular concepts. It was not recognized by everyone. In the end, the cowherd boy had to go to another country, and it was [-] years since he left. Now the cowherd boy is no longer the cowherd boy of the past, and his wealth has been accumulated over time and continues to grow. After an unhappy marriage, with two sons and a daughter under her knees, the cowherd boy has reached her sixtieth year, and she misses the past even more. When the cowherd boy returned to the local village, she found that the girl had been waiting for him all the time, just for this An obsession, her grandfather forcibly broke a leg back then. In order to commemorate this pure love that passed through the fork in the road, the Cowboy established a tradition of hosting a school and passing it down from generation to generation. Even if the first generation declines in the end, we must take this as our belief and not hinder the emotional development of our students. As for the issue of free love, many things have two sides. We should admit it when the wrong side is matched. Let’s not talk about it As a result, first of all, this experience, even if everyone went their separate ways in the end, we did get some lessons learned from the past, and it is beneficial to step into the society, at least not in the clouds in our twenties who will be confused by sweet words that are not popular In the fog. Eden. Just like the evolution from apes to humans, Eden is what it is today.

An institution of higher learning that focuses on both business and government development.The girl in Les Miserables who is sitting on the flower bed holding Hugo with great interest, may be the mayor's daughter, a group of handsome young people who are sweating freely on the court, with unruly faces, who are in the growth stage The body, the "three-pointer", a perfect arc across the air, right in the middle of the basket, oh... Jiang Meng, Meng, several tall boys casually patted the black scarf who made the three-pointer just now Boy, one white figure after another running on the plastic track, unrestrained youth... the son of the director in the library, and the daughter of the section chief, you and me, the quiet restaurant, the nephew of the editor-in-chief of the newspaper and the relationship between the business elite The younger sister is like glue... At the same time, Dou Jiao bumped into that hole in his life, "Bang" oh, it hurts so much, Dou Jiao feels like he has been knocked stupid, his red nose is sour and his eyes are big There were crystal clear teardrops in his eyes, he rubbed his sore forehead, pursed his small mouth and looked at the milk beans scattered on the ground with teary eyes, then raised his head to look at the person he hit, "Wow Oh, Erlang God? Where's your Xiaotian dog?" Dou Jiao was a little apprehensive, muttering uneasily in his heart. "Ha, why did the nursing doll get lost?" A group of young people who had just finished playing ball couldn't help shouting when they saw the child in front of them clearly.The sweat from the body was sticky and greasy. Everyone fanned their clothes to dissipate the heat from their bodies. With the increase in speed, the flowing air was filled with pungent and smelly sweat, which made Dou Jiao feel dizzy for a while, and subconsciously leaned towards The boy he bumped into just now didn't smell bad, but Jiang Meng looked down at the milk beans scattered all over the floor, and was speechless.He raised his head when he heard his teammate yelling for the baby, and waited until he saw the little person in front of him. It was a magical feeling. "This child, this child, will it be broken?" "Looking at each other", Jiang Meng suddenly felt My heart shrank suddenly, my eyes tightened, and the tips of my ears were red. Fortunately, the man was dark and he could see blurryly. On the other hand, Dou Jiao did not have such big ups and downs as the other party. Looking at the bright eyes of the boy in front of me, Dou Jiao Strangely, I remembered the doll I saw in the window a long, long time ago, the little bear next to it." Blinking and blinking, the little mouth that was always half a beat faster than thinking murmured, "Little bear."

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