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What happened on July 14th
I never knew what the truth meant because the truth was always buried. Don't you believe me then I will tell you about my horrible experience. July 14th, this day is more special than every other day of the week because it's a ghost day! On this day the ghost gate is wide open, the big ghosts and kids come out to play, and people have to prepare something nice to serve them, so they come happier than all of us. It was the first time I got drunk, but getting drunk on a day like this and on a night like this could not be considered a positive thing from before. At least not now. Walking down the street, those people were burning ashes and paper money, sometimes there was a tray with ashes sitting on the street. Staggering along, they kicked the tray over several times. The night was gray, and as a social punk who had done nothing before I
July 14
Last July 14th, I drank three beers and wandered the streets like I always did, having been out on my own for years without anyone to remind me of the taboos of the various days, I had long forgotten that there was a July 14th. The neon lights of a movie theater on a boring, dimly lit street shone a few posters on a chalkboard, a few exposed women making all kinds of seductive faces on the posters, and I stumbled in. The woman buying the ticket tossed it to me with an expressionless face, but her eyes still autonomously made me white. It was almost like giving alms to a poor beggar. Ah, I would have been a beggar, I hope loneliness does not come! Walking into the darkened screening room, looking through the doorway at the shaky silhouettes on the screen, it looked like a domestic movie. What does it matter. Anyway, someone moving on it I can pass the time la. I quickly get used to the darkness
Lolita and I met on July 14th.
It's true that I've been numbed by age to the awe of certain holidays, but the other night, July 14th, around eleven o'clock, I was sitting alone in the store when the power suddenly went out. I'm sure the electrician would have arrived quickly, and as usual would have called again soon, but until then, I was chased to the front of the store by the heat of my home and made a big chair and began to enjoy the unaffected moment of mindfulness of this precious medium of information. The power went out and I was glad! Feeling comfortable not watching TV, surfing the web on the computer, no QQ drip-drip-drip-drip or anything, I guess! Of course, since my smartphone has internet access, I couldn't stand the loneliness of being linked to the media for three minutes, so I pulled out my smartphone and went online. There are few pedestrians on the street this night, and folks are usually watching TV in their houses early after a wine banquet
Birthday on July 7
Liu Li Tian village jobless young man, 25 years old and still not married. Two years ago, he rolled away his parents' hard-earned savings of 10,000 yuan and fled, returning to the village two years later in a small car. He brought with him a pregnant woman called "Jinhua". For a while, the village was like a frying pan, and the after-dinner conversation centered around this bomber, but three months later, his new home was built, and the next day, his wife went into labor. His lovely wife gave birth to a fat son, whom everyone called Xiao Ming. In the blink of an eye a few years passed, the son also grew up, Liu Li Tian came back, and no longer work as serious as before. But strangely enough, every night, there was always the sound of a motorcycle stalling in front of his house, and after several hours, when the sky was just blurring brightly, the motorcycle disappeared into the fog again. One morning, the villagers
July 7
I stood on the roof of the building, it was windy in the evening, very unseasonal. There are a lot of people coming in and out of the campus under the seventh floor. No one notices that I am here, the wind ruffles my black hair and I shiver in the wind, I can't feel the tears on my face. The ground downstairs is white, as pure as the white chiffon gown I'm wearing, like my mother's embrace from my childhood, I want to embrace it, and still want it to embrace me. Closed my eyes ...... In the library, this teenager looked me in the face for about forty minutes. Come in, from the time he sits across from me. I don't raise my head and quietly look at the Vernacular Chat in my hand. After half an hour, the doorbell that announces the end of the library rings, and I leave my seat to go out, where he stands in the doorway. He reaches out his hand and says, "Hello, I'm Hao, Department 3, School of Economics and Management, nice to meet you." That smile.
Last train at 0:00
After graduation, I found a job in B city. In order to save a little bit of rent, I stayed at a classmate's house in the suburbs. On this day, the president asked Mr. Liu Yang to work overtime. After the work was over looked at the watch, it was eleven thirty. Mr. Liu Yang rushed to the subway station, the last train of the subway was at 0:00, he couldn't go back to his classmate's house if he missed the time. I went to the subway station is eleven fifty, just as the tram opened, he was the only one on the platform. I went to the restroom as soon as I came out, the last train stopped on the platform. As soon as the doors opened, Liu Yang got in. Since no one was riding the tram, Liu Yang sat down on the seat, closed his eyes and dozed off. Dazedly, he felt the roar of the subway and the neighborhood, quickly, the same station did not stop and the voice announcement system was turned off. Liu Yang didn't think about that much, anyway, he arrived at the terminal, the center
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