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No game no life

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Brother and sister Kong and Bai, the talented player of urban legend on the Internet, are actually the nit clan in the family. They will call the world a "junk game.". One day, the two men were called to a different world by the youth who called themselves "gods". It's a world where the gods forbid war and the game decides everything - yes, even the borders. Driven into a desperate situation by other races, only the "human species" of the last city is left. Can Kong and Bai, the two disabled brothers and sisters, become "the Savior of mankind" in the different world? ——So, let's play!

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Released on July 12, 2020
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Fern in memory

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I haven't been in the mountains for a long time. Since the mountains have been closed for more than 20 years and the people's living standards have been improved, people's homes are either using gas or induction cooker. Therefore, the mountains are full of weeds, and people can't get in at all. On the Qingming Festival this year, my family members said that they would go to the graves of our ancestors. I promised my mother to go back on time. I thought I could take advantage of this opportunity to pick ferns. But Eucalyptus urophylla was planted in the mountains. This kind of tree root system is developed, it consumes water and has a strong ability to absorb fertilizer. As a result, there is not even a small fern in sight. I am very upset when I look at the empty plastic bag I bring. For bracken, there are some distant memories. When I was a child, I once went to the riverside and the stream to pick some, but it was too small at that time. The grown-ups didn't pay attention to it. The ferns were often left to rot or dry. In my memory, I didn't cook it once, so I didn't know what it was like. But they will pick it again, and then let it rot after picking it back. When I was a little older, I went to his school with my father. I was far away from home and seldom went home. When the spring fern exuberant, he is studying in school, naturally can not go back to pick ferns. However, there was no special yearning for fern at that time, so I didn't feel any regret. Many years later, when I was on a business trip in Beijing, I was surprised to find that there were ferns on the market. That kind of green with the wild spirit of mountains and the spirit of water is subtly different from the green of ordinary vegetables. However, we can't tell where the difference is. So a kind of sweet and soft thoughts, then diffuse in the heart. So I bought a handful of them and took them back to the hotel. I specially invited two colleagues to a small restaurant and asked the chef to help us. Although the chef was in charge of the whistle, he also put a lot of seasonings, especially a lot of chicken juice and oil. Just like Zhang Jie's Shepherd's purse in digging shepherd's purse, Fern was also given preferential treatment, but I only felt greasy, and did not eat fern What special flavor. This is the first time in memory to eat bracken, but do not feel what delicious. The year before last, a friend of mine sent some dried bracken to his mother, which was used to make soup. He said that some medicinal effects were mainly to dispel dampness, because the humidity in our South was heavy. When I went back, my mother showed us and told us as a baby. She also bought us pig bone soup, but she didn't feel anything special. She didn't feel any benefits after eating. In the future, although I often buy some ferns from the supermarket or the vegetable market and fry them at home, there are preservatives, sour, old and not delicious. The real yearning for Fern was last spring when several of our colleagues went to a colleague's home in a mountain area to have lunch at his home. His mother fried a large pot of fern. When several female colleagues saw the original wild fern, they couldn't wait to be reserved. They immediately picked up the fern and put it into their mouth. I also took one of my chopsticks and put it into my mouth I think it's crispy, tender and delicious. My colleagues eat a large pot of it. The female colleague asked her mother where she could buy the fern. She told us that she knew that a large group of us would come to visit, so she went to the mountain stream in the early morning to pick up a large bag of bracken. Oh, beside the mountain stream, the clear water, the tender fern, we can't see any more here. Although there are mountains behind our house and there are many mountain streams on the mountain, now even the shadow of fern can't be seen, so I can't go to pick fern, but I want to pick fern. So I thought that when I went to the Tomb Sweeping Day, I could fulfill my wish, but I also knew that it was not possible. Because the mountain is full of Eucalyptus grandis, even the road has no way, can you find fern? After all, no Fern was picked. Know that their yearning for fern, not from childhood memory, nor because of the fern itself. What I yearn for is the process of picking, the mood of picking, and the kind of life close to nature.

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Released on July 09, 2020
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As the seasons change, we will always send off a season in the desolation and usher in a new season in the hope. In a bleak wind and cold rain after, finally ushered in a beautiful light autumn. September, there are full of harvest, but also sad frustration, there are unexpected surprise, there is also precipitation after the plain. I want to put my memory forever, occasionally open aftertaste, silent relative, alone happy. In September, the leisure vacation is over, busy figure shuttles between school and home at 2:1 line. After a period of hard work, I finally got on the right track of life. It's gratifying that teachers' day, a festival belonging to education, is like a gust of fresh wind, which caresses your weariness. Teacher's day, is in such a sweaty opening season to send a warm. Walking in the time machine, I always thought that the cause I was engaged in was not as great as that praised in poetry. I did some trivial and repetitive detailed work every day. Only in this season of this day, as if by the hand of autumn wind, flying in the clouds, enjoy the praise of the soul and spiritual comfort. After flying in the clouds and falling back to the horizon, I was glad to meet the Mid Autumn Festival in September. The Mid Autumn Festival is a happy day. In this small long holiday, we can get together with our family, taste the sweetness of moon cakes, listen to the stories of the old generation, reflect on the past with brothers and sisters, and celebrate the present mid autumn festival with children. This is a special gift given to people in this September. Bright moon, cool wind, red crabapple, clusters of grapes, have become people's beautiful yearning. The full moon of the Mid Autumn Festival, the family affection of the Mid Autumn Festival, the nostalgia of the Mid Autumn Festival and the happy gathering of the Mid Autumn Festival have relieved people's light homesickness and deep missing. People raise their glasses to look at the moon, drink while singing, and wish the beauty of "I wish people a long time, thousands of miles of common Chan Juan". September, a leaf of the flying, let people see another autumn, can not help but let people have a trace of sadness, but those red maple leaves, is not autumn to us a piece of poetry? In September, I was glad to meet poetry. The warm sunshine writes into my yearning, the lingering autumn rain into my melancholy, the desolate autumn wind into my missing, the wild yellow flowers into my joy, the leisurely white clouds into my tenderness, the gurgling brook into my waiting Hazy, prosperous, lonely, low brow, all fall a line of poetry. Poetic and picturesque, my fantasy flies with the poem If you let me go by the wind in September, I will fly to you and feel the warmth of the sunset with you, enjoy the beauty of wild chrysanthemums, sing about the beauty of the lake, smell the fragrance of the wheat field, and taste the sweetness of the fruits all over the mountains and fields with you What kind of beauty should it be? Accompanied by a close friend in September, the mountain is the mountain, the water is the water. This life is complete. In this season, I am still with pain. But the pain didn't stop me. In the pain, I finished my job day after day. In the pain, I try my best to do the things at home and do my duty as a wife and mother. In the pain, I still smile like a flower, in the autumn full into a brilliant. In the pain, my passion for writing does not reduce, perhaps, let the soul fly more can alleviate the pain of pain! Autumn as cool as water, midnight was awakened by pain, tossing and turning, no sleep, no sleep. So, light the lamp to write down the memory presented to me in September.

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Released on July 09, 2020
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When the cause arises, it gathers; when it dies, it scatters

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Night, after a day of hustle and bustle, quiet down, accompanied by the dim light of the street lamp in the distance. There is no premonition of the whole wilderness. Stars, far away in the sky, flashing its tiny starlight, not as bright as the sun, but as infatuated as flowers. ——Inscription If you want to change the intoxication into sadness, don't be heartbroken in Qingge. How much despair and sadness are there in this chaotic world. You want to be a brave man, for love, for faith, a vigorous struggle. You are full of aura and light that no one can compare. You have the talent and reputation comparable to the great man. You are such a proud and lonely man. Your one inch crazy heart did not say, already several dusk rain. Once thought that the people who love each other must be together, only when we stay together, the emotion can last for a long time. However, this shore and the other shore is just a space gap, but can not lengthen the distance of the soul. Time flies and time is silent. Day is not slow, such as a trickle of water flowing quietly, and from the side of the flow only time, precipitation is accompanied by your happiness and happiness, warm and warm. In me, in this withering autumn, I just want to do one thing, pick up a piece of scarlet maple leaf, gently engrave my heart words. Faith is the theme of my life! Then, send happiness to the city with you. From then on, in my heart, in my life, gently holding your promise of peace, quietly in the other side of the years, waiting for you forever! A period of love, repeated weighing, and finally deepened the years. All the way to catch up, all the way to recall, what is the final gain, and finally what is lost. Perhaps, only when we meditate, can we understand that in the recollection of this road, we often get less happiness than pain. When Acacia into war, in addition to lament on the moon, nothing has been caught. Always adhere to the simple style of life, just want to use a cool heart to see the clouds rolling and the change of seasons. Many things out of season are bound to be left behind by time, just like the once flourishing autumn leaves. When life is exhausted, they will eventually break away from the relationship between the veins. And I, have been here, shaking off the burden of a body, forever standing in the monsoon in the posture of a tree, head up to the boundless warm blue clear sky. When night falls, the spring rain gently kisses the gauze curtain as thin as cicada wings, and the rhythmic patter on the window lattice adds infinite ideas. In my mind, in happiness and tranquility, my heart strings are turned into soft and graceful like water in the affectionate rainy night. At the moment, the rain outside the window is no longer cold autumn rain, in my eyes is a kind of soft, like coquettish girl's feelings, is pity, is love, is soft, is run in my heart is a kind of vision, looking forward to a better future, and you embrace in the flower rain flying season, let love wantonly in the oil paper umbrella, blue stone, clove lane, such a state of mind, such a time , such a moment, the heart is inadvertently drunk, drunk, drunk in this graceful and light dance in the autumn rain Sunset sky, still reflects the Red Road home, wandering for a long time, full of tired plain paper, with the withered haggard, and the age mottled broken shadow meet, splash ripples in the heart of a few wisps of shallow sigh, let love hold the pen hand, listen to the gurgling water; waves in the heart of the sea, called; whirling love, outlines whose mottled, only intoxicated A night in glass is a sleepless night. True love means that people live thousands of miles, but their dreams and souls depend on each other; true love is the flow of years, but never give up; true love, is to pay each other, but no regrets. Cherry blossoms have single cherry and double cherry. When they bloom, they are full of bright trees and fragrant. Single cherry is white as snow as cloud, and double cherry is like fire like haze. But no matter single cherry or double cherry, their blooming time is not long, more than 20 days, blooming colorful, full of trees, falling star petals, in a hurry. Late autumn is still far away, the wind blowing slowly, but also a bit bleak, spring, not only have flowers flying all over the sky, but also diffuse the fragrance of flowers everywhere. With the autumn rhyme gradually strong up, the courtyard flowers will be in full bloom, the entire courtyard aroma overflowing, overflowing with a sweet smell. Golden flowers in clusters, a pinch, heavy overlapping cluster, interspersed in the dense green leaves, warm and warm like a child's smile, as if to this warm spring into a beautiful landscape. Fingertips gently touch the glass window, hiss the sound, startled the fragile heart, bursts of pain, like a wave of attack, if such acid pain can replace tearing heart and lung, let him for a long time, so that time will forget me, so that we can hide here, let those weak dance, let those vulnerable and unbearable to play hard, let the tight heart, less loose string. Once upon a time, Yiyan was pure and beautiful, as bright as jade. Many people like to find wealth, cling to their arms, and fear to lose like pitiful fragrance. At that time, the one who met you was a repentant after baptism. He only understood the fragrance of pity, but did not know how to cherish jade. No matter how bright it was, it could not cover up the dust accumulated on his body for a long time. He could not cast you or achieve him. Therefore, the confusion strengthened the dramatic friendship, and the pain was just a simple pain. Some people have said that they will not be separated from each other. But in the end, it's empty talk,In this way, we can hide here, let those weak dance, let those vulnerable and unbearable desperately entertainment, let that tight heart, less loose string. Once upon a time, Yiyan was pure and beautiful, as bright as jade. Many people like to find wealth, cling to their arms, and fear to lose like pitiful fragrance. At that time, the one who met you was a repentant after baptism. He only understood the fragrance of pity, but did not know how to cherish jade. No matter how bright it was, it could not cover up the dust accumulated on his body for a long time. He could not cast you or achieve him. Therefore, the confusion strengthened the dramatic friendship, and the pain was just a simple pain. Some people have said that they will not be separated from each other. But after all, an empty talk, in a flash, it was thrown to the other side. But I always believe it. Then, in the pursuit of the way, full of thorns, but never bow It turns out that some of the waiting is not worth it, so many years in exchange for the vicissitudes of life, we are just a drop in the ocean, can not control the miracle and pain given by fate, in the face of some, can do only wait, but waiting is also need courage, more courage to bear and wait for the results are very different. With the dim thoughts, nostalgic sadness, all kinds of things in the world, the breaking of the dyke, the three mountains and five mountains, shaking the reputation of heaven and earth, the prosperity of flowing water and the gentle feeling of trickling down, can not help but overflow with leisure. Life is infatuated with love, this hate is not related to the wind and the moon. Who is in love for whom? Who is crazy for whom? Who looks forward to who? Who is heartbreaking for whom? It's all white thread that you and I can't untie. There is no chance of life, love can be tired of this life. Acacia has become a kind of self consolation in many people's lives. When the moon is full, I miss endless, and when the moon is short, I miss all the joys and sorrows related to love in the years. In the emotional world, we have been with all the sonorous forward, regardless of the storm, regardless of the weather. In front of the window. It's not like it's full. Part of the annihilation left Shaohua, the season is red, empty remaining hate. Light eyebrow drunk eyes, red makeup light powder, old attachment to the dust. Only the bright moon is bright, the sky and the earth turn, the mountains and rivers of my hometown. Second beauty, doubt is eulogizing back to the bank. In life, there are always too many regrets to leave for memories, years; the mottled repeatedly, always outlines the countless fragmented heartbreak. Too much persistence can not be put down, just; that unyielding pain, unexpected encounter is the most beautiful accident. Words can still be gorgeous and simple, time can not be aesthetic dream, happiness is not a luxury thing, sad, but often once decadent. The road of life, after experiencing countless post stations, there will always be strange or familiar scenery. Time said passers-by, just destined to go through the people and things, not too much is deliberately to remember or forget. Spread in the black and white crisscross, is nothing but the darkness that sadness has passed through. In the corner of memory, it tells all the things to be continued. Those who stop at the tip of the thin cool, is once blooming in the years of micro broken. Finger time, rendering a flawless mottled colored sculpture, sad city is still holding pen and ink, painting the four seasons wind without trace. Smile to cover up the lonely tears, because, in the whirling years, listening to no one to accompany each other. Those constant past events, is the dream around the depth of sadness, filled with the heart of the first and Ningmou sigh. The end is just like the time, the wind sad language, only the old dream hard to pick up.

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Watch ants move

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One day, a cloudy afternoon. I went home with my little friend. Suddenly an ant crawled in front of me. I saw the little ant climb under the tree again. I thought it was very strange. I went to have a look with my little friend. Seeing the ants moving, I knew it was going to rain. We quickly went home with our friends. The sky was dark and we saw the rain outside the window. Fortunately, we were in a hurry, otherwise we would be wet by the rain. 2. Ants move On Sunday, my father and I played football at the door. I accidentally kicked the football into the vegetable field at the door. When I went to pick up the ball, I saw a group of ants carrying rice. At this time I did not play the ball, I was very curious, watching carefully. When ants carry rice, some carry it on their back, some carry it, and two ants are carrying rice. I ran to my father and asked why the ants moved. Dad said it would rain heavily tonight, so he wanted to move. I went back to take a small piece of bread, divided into many small pieces, put on the path of the little ants, a while to see two small ants to carry bread. What a meaningful Sunday! 3 ants move Do you know why ants move? In fact, I don't know. I only know that ants will move when it rains. Because of the heavy rain, their holes will turn into mud.

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find in helping others

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It snowed all night. The next morning, the sun came out, the ground was white, reflecting the dazzling light. I walk on the road to school, only see the ground after snow potholes, pedestrians, vehicles sparse, are slowly moving. Cyclists are more cautious, shrugging their shoulders, gripping their arms and staring at the front. As soon as we got to the crossroads, a group of people were pushing a tricycle carrying Chinese cabbage. The tricycle was deeply trapped in the snow, and the crowd yelled: "one, two, three! "I joined the cart. Suddenly, in front of me, a middle-aged cyclist fell to the ground, and the thick soup hanging from the thermos on the car splashed onto another young man's leather jacket, which was stained with oil. Passers-by slowly stopped to watch the excitement. Everyone thought that a "war of words" was about to happen again. Unexpectedly, the young man did not care to wipe the oil stains on his body, but quickly bent down to help the middle-aged man up. The middle-aged man apologized to the young man: "I'm really sorry, I'm in a hurry to deliver food for the patients in the hospital. Today, the road is slippery and I'm not careful Comrade, your leather jacket. People turn their eyes to young people. She took out her handkerchief from her pocket, rubbed the leather jacket, and said with a smile, "don't mind such a small matter. The soup you give the patient must be very delicious. My leather jacket is really delicious, and I've tasted something fresh!" Two people laughed, and so did everyone. I looked at the gradually dispersed crowd, and I had an indescribable feeling in my heart. The tricycle, with the concerted efforts of all of us, also came out of the predicament of falling into the snow. I continued to walk towards the school. Breathing the fresh air after snow, looking at the blue sky, there is unspeakable comfort in my heart. Although it's been a long time since, it's still fresh in my mind!

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The fun of growing flowers

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After reading the lesson "raising flowers" written by Lao She, I raised a pot of "cactus". This pot of cactus color is green, the kind of green Youyou, is full of thorns, if anyone dares to invade it, it will use sharp thorn to refute you, attack you. I am very lazy. I took care of the cactus in those days when I just bought it. However, as time went on, the freshness passed, and I was not so "enthusiastic" about it. I hardly watered it and ignored it. However, that pot of cactus is still so exuberant, the color is so dazzling, it seems that I chose the right flower. It's strange to say. One day, I suddenly found a "snake head" on the cactus. I was scared to take a few steps back and bravely took a closer look. It turned out to be the flower bud of cactus. I was very happy and was busy watering it. This is the first time that flowers bloom since I raised flowers. Of course, I'm so happy that I can dance, just like my mother said: "I'm so happy for the cactus!" Cactus did not live up to my expectations. Finally one day, it bloomed. White flowers, very pure color, like clouds. I was so happy that I jumped three feet high. When I met people, I said, "my cactus is blooming!" my mother also said in surprise, "ah, how beautiful the flowers of this pot of cactus are!" my heart was naturally sweet, just like ants falling into a honey jar. Later, I saw in the book that in the body of cactus, it is also full of vitamin A, vitamin C, protein, minerals and other elements, and it can cure diseases! It has the effect of lowering blood sugar, lowering blood pressure, delaying aging and anti-inflammatory. Mr. Lao She is right: "I don't care about the size and quality of flowers. As long as they bloom, I'm happy." I think: there are flowers and fruits, fragrance and color, this is the fun of my flowers! Friends, if you don't believe it, try to raise a pot of cactus.

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人与人脑海中的思想是难以同步的

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Many of us expect assimilation in the end. Maybe many people will have doubts about why we use the word assimilation. In fact, we all have the same operational psychology. We always hope to manipulate each other's ideas and try to change each other's behavior and thoughts. Our so-called perfect object, in fact, is what you say, but we have to understand, how much love to be able to change for each other, but we will always be more stringent to ask for each other. Gradually, we will find that the other party is more and more far away from us, and you still feel aggrieved, even don't understand. In this way, we constantly ask for while ignoring a lot of things, and there are many details are full of love, and we did not notice. Love is really selfless. We really need to understand what love is and what we need to adapt to. What do you think? Have the same feeling, read to your other half to listen to it, I believe that the people who love you, how much will have an understanding.

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