one thousand one hundred and twenty-three
Slept all morning.
At 2:00 p.m., I went to Jiming temple, walked to the drum tower, visited the store, took a bus to Jiming temple, arrived at the DG on the bus, one was pasted all over the body, and my nose was inserted into my hair, so fragrant. Get off and go to Xinhua bookstore. Read with one arm for a long time. When I went to the temple lawn, I saw that many people had arrived. Here is the foundation stone laying ceremony for the poet's corner. I saw that zhangweidong and sunxiaoshi of the news class had also arrived and filled in the registration. The host was Chen Ling, a young and beautiful girl from the political group of No. 42 middle school. After a while, many people came. Most of them came to Nantah. After a talk, it rained, which added to their poetry. When the yellow cloth covering the poet's horn pole was lifted in the rain, several people made a speech to revitalize Nanjing's poetry circle. Later, they went to Jiming temple every Sunday afternoon. In this poem, I think it would be nice to have a NY, but they all have men and girlfriends. There is a single middle school student. I want to talk with her first. She has been listening to the speech for a long time. I can't wait for her to come out. Then she greeted me. I summoned up my courage and said "hello". With a giggle, my heart went to hell. After a long time, I was so upset that I had to give up. What a person I am.
Later, I took the bus to Gulou, then Changjiang Road, and then Zhujiang Road. They also arrived by DG. They were hard to say anything. Some didn't care, some just moved away, and some moved to a different place. At that time, I lost my mind and only knew revenge. When having dinner, she ate with the moon. She had great manners and looked at me. The heavy rain wetted my suit, washed the boiled water in the rain, and broke up in the dormitory. After watching the movie "looking forward to Lang's return at night", I sat with a NY. First, I leaned against her. She hid for a while, and then I didn't care. I leaned against her. DG was hard. She was so bold that she trembled her legs and legs with her hands. She ignored me. I touched her legs with my hands. She glanced over her head and scared me out of my hand. I didn't dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool. I was also disciplined. The film was made in the 1930s. It was naive, but innocent. The plot also moved me.
I went to the library, didn't have a card, came back, and watched TV for a while.
Today, the best and the ugliest are together.
19861124--27
one thousand one hundred and twenty-four
Zhang Weimin woke up in the morning. It was already 7:20. As it was the modern Chinese class, he quickly put on his clothes and ran to Beiyuan. He didn't wash his face and mouth. He just combed his hair.
In the afternoon, I listened to "one family in the world", a video player. After receiving sun Guanghai's letter, he asked me to play. It was difficult to be gracious.
I don't know why, I have a little trouble in my heart, even in the reading class, alas. No, I was at the time of reform. In this great reform, it was up to me who I was. I was about to reform myself. Everything was a small matter, and the great cause ZZ decided everything.
Reformers should live with laughter.
one thousand one hundred and twenty-five
Today, I had a haircut, took a bath and washed my dirty clothes. In the evening, I listened to the report "reform trends of the Soviet Union and Eastern Europe". It's really cold today, and so is my heart. A reformer.
one thousand one hundred and twenty-six
It was very cold in the morning, and my heart was a little sad. I learned English.
After lunch, when I opened the door, I saw the same Buddhist monk looking at me in a strange way. It was a little strange. I saw a man wearing a white windbreaker. It turned out to be my brother. He was smiling at me. I called him "brother" for the first time. So he sat down and talked. He had been in Nanjing on business for ten days. After a talk, he took a bus to Xinjiekou. He bought two books about building materials. Then I went to Zhongshan Mausoleum by bus. Climbing the 299 steps (counted by others), there are several gates and walls of "fraternity", "the world is the public" and "noble righteousness". Inside, there is a round arched tomb. Sun Yat Sen, with porcelain stone and white marble lying on the porcelain coffin, is awe inspiring. After coming back and eating dumplings, he went to hongjiwu to have a talk with fankexia. He wasn't there. He talked with pengxinhai for a long time. When he came back, he went to bed with him.
one thousand one hundred and twenty-seven
Today, my brother got up first. I got up too. After washing, I went to breakfast with him. After that, he bought me some oranges. He took a bus to Xinjiekou on Zhujiang Road, then went to Yuhuatai and returned to the internship factory. He bought oranges and put them in his windbreaker bag. I waited for him outside the school gate, just like the "back". I really appreciate him. He asked me about my winter clothes. I said to get them at home first, and then told him to buy them again. He said he would send me 30 yuan back. I said the loan was coming down, so I told him not to send money. I don't know how to treat my brother when he comes and goes. I'm tired, melancholy and cold these days.
Wrote to Guan Hong and sunguanghai.
In the afternoon, Hua Ping and Tan Derong came to have a talk.
Face reform and life with a smile.
one thousand one hundred and twenty-three
Slept all morning.
At 2:00 p.m., I went to Jiming temple, walked to the drum tower, visited the store, took a bus to Jiming temple, arrived at the DG on the bus, one was pasted all over the body, and my nose was inserted into my hair, so fragrant. Get off and go to Xinhua bookstore. Read with one arm for a long time. When I went to the temple lawn, I saw that many people had arrived. Here is the foundation stone laying ceremony for the poet's corner. I saw that zhangweidong and sunxiaoshi of the news class had also arrived and filled in the registration. The host was Chen Ling, a young and beautiful girl from the political group of No. 42 middle school. After a while, many people came. Most of them came to Nantah. After a talk, it rained, which added to their poetry. When the yellow cloth covering the poet's horn pole was lifted in the rain, several people made a speech to revitalize Nanjing's poetry circle. Later, they went to Jiming temple every Sunday afternoon. In this poem, I think it would be nice to have a NY, but they all have men and girlfriends. There is a single middle school student. I want to talk with her first. She has been listening to the speech for a long time. I can't wait for her to come out. Then she greeted me. I summoned up my courage and said "hello". With a giggle, my heart went to hell. After a long time, I was so upset that I had to give up. What a person I am.
Later, I took the bus to Gulou, then Changjiang Road, and then Zhujiang Road. They also arrived by DG. They were hard to say anything. Some didn't care, some just moved away, and some moved to a different place. At that time, I lost my mind and only knew revenge. When having dinner, she ate with the moon. She had great manners and looked at me. The heavy rain wetted my suit, washed the boiled water in the rain, and broke up in the dormitory. After watching the movie "looking forward to Lang's return at night", I sat with a NY. First, I leaned against her. She hid for a while, and then I didn't care. I leaned against her. DG was hard. She was so bold that she trembled her legs and legs with her hands. She ignored me. I touched her legs with my hands. She glanced over her head and scared me out of my hand. I didn't dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool. I was also disciplined. The film was made in the 1930s. It was naive, but innocent. The plot also moved me.
I went to the library, didn't have a card, came back, and watched TV for a while.
Today, the best and the ugliest are together.
19861124--27
one thousand one hundred and twenty-four
Zhang Weimin woke up in the morning. It was already 7:20. As it was the modern Chinese class, he quickly put on his clothes and ran to Beiyuan. He didn't wash his face and mouth. He just combed his hair.
In the afternoon, I listened to "one family in the world", a video player. After receiving sun Guanghai's letter, he asked me to play. It was difficult to be gracious.
I don't know why, I have a little trouble in my heart, even in the reading class, alas. No, I was at the time of reform. In this great reform, it was up to me who I was. I was about to reform myself. Everything was a small matter, and the great cause ZZ decided everything.
Reformers should live with laughter.
one thousand one hundred and twenty-five
Today, I had a haircut, took a bath and washed my dirty clothes. In the evening, I listened to the report "reform trends of the Soviet Union and Eastern Europe". It's really cold today, and so is my heart. A reformer.
one thousand one hundred and twenty-six
It was very cold in the morning, and my heart was a little sad. I learned English.
After lunch, when I opened the door, I saw the same Buddhist monk looking at me in a strange way. It was a little strange. I saw a man wearing a white windbreaker. It turned out to be my brother. He was smiling at me. I called him "brother" for the first time. So he sat down and talked. He had been in Nanjing on business for ten days. After a talk, he took a bus to Xinjiekou. He bought two books about building materials. Then I went to Zhongshan Mausoleum by bus. Climbing the 299 steps (counted by others), there are several gates and walls of "fraternity", "the world is the public" and "noble righteousness". Inside, there is a round arched tomb. Sun Yat Sen, with porcelain stone and white marble lying on the porcelain coffin, is awe inspiring. After coming back and eating dumplings, he went to hongjiwu to have a talk with fankexia. He wasn't there. He talked with pengxinhai for a long time. When he came back, he went to bed with him.
one thousand one hundred and twenty-seven
Today, my brother got up first. I got up too. After washing, I went to breakfast with him. After that, he bought me some oranges. He took a bus to Xinjiekou on Zhujiang Road, then went to Yuhuatai and returned to the internship factory. He bought oranges and put them in his windbreaker bag. I waited for him outside the school gate, just like the "back". I really appreciate him. He asked me about my winter clothes. I said to get them at home first, and then told him to buy them again. He said he would send me 30 yuan back. I said the loan was coming down, so I told him not to send money. I don't know how to treat my brother when he comes and goes. I'm tired, melancholy and cold these days.
Wrote to Guan Hong and sunguanghai.
In the afternoon, Hua Ping and Tan Derong came to have a talk.
Face reform and life with a smile.
