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★ Omen This was told by my grandfather. In terms of his character, I believe it to be true. In other ways, I really can't believe it. Which is true or not. Let's judge. Grandpa was born in 1920, and at the age of seven, he and his parents traveled from Shandong to Kanto to Liaoning. It happened when he was ten years old. Why is he so sure about that time? Because he celebrated his 10th birthday on the day of the event. Children from poor families spend the first half of their lives studying and the second half working, so they rarely have time to play. It was my birthday, so my grandfather rarely had time off. His house was on the outskirts of Dalian, and there was a mound nearby. He was discussing with his friends about going to the mound to play, when a boy came from the distance. The boy was also about ten years old. Strangely reddish, but strangest of all, he had a rhythm. Every few steps.
婴儿之灵拼命的父亲和我在一起
玲子是住在城市里的女孩子。她也像所有20岁的女孩一样琼瑶看奶奶的小说，憧憬着激烈的爱情，又像一个被父母溺爱的孩子。不同的是，她住在单亲家庭。生活中的一切也只是母亲的样子。所以，她非常缺乏父爱和安全感。因此，他希望得到像小说和电视剧一样纯真的爱情。 那天，她和闺蜜一起去看闺蜜的男朋友。朋友的男朋友是个小职员，和几个人一起拿到了只能关在不到50坪的小房间里的工资。玲子在那里遇到了改变她一生命运的人——苗子。 苗子没有任何工作，整天懒洋洋地叼着小烟，时而带着忧郁伤感的眼神的愤青。琼瑶就像小说的主人公一
它是村里古树的鬼打墙
摘要：素材提供：若水/授权整理：春风一顾/授权撰稿人：春卷。这是基于[若水]口述的故事，而不是特定的系列，我记录了它，但在我们的童年，这些片断甚至不讲理的恐怖故事，往往是人们一个接一个地流传下来的。那是口传的记忆。今后每天都会更新，敬请期待。 是九八年初夏的下午。我被邀请去朋友和同学家。下午一点放学后，我们走到村里行人稀少的近路。 路穿过山，山是高林密。到了正午，太阳也不射，很凉爽。路一直弯弯曲曲的，拐过一百三十五度的拐角，就看见路边有一棵古树。那是两个大人都抱不住的大树。树旁边有一个池塘，池塘
Spirits in the water.
That summer there was a severe drought, and the village's crop seedlings were withering away. The villagers could only build a reservoir upstream of the river to meet the village's water needs. In order to prevent people from outside the village from stealing water, the village camp arranged for patrols around the reservoir. My father was part of that patrol. There was a hut above the reservoir and the patrol spent the night in the hut. I was still playful and went on patrol with my father, who had no choice but to take me away. At night when there was nothing to do the patrol played cards in the hut, bored and panicked out of the hut to hang out on the bank of the reservoir, thinking of catching a few fish from the water. Although it was night, the water in the reservoir was still clear under the moonlight, and the pebbles under the water were reflected by the moonlight like grains of pearl. The fish were not only tired but also swimming in the water, disappearing in groups and swarming as if they were holding some strange ceremony.
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