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Cold winter nights, no months, but few stars slightly. He alone on the road, to go towards an inaccessible place may have walked. On the road, his head bowed away, walk, body Yi Chan, looked up at the sky, sigh. Suddenly, he felt eyes blurred, not very clear and the stars had become more blurred. Mouth side felt an odor, good salt, good bitterness. Oh, I had tears and he said to himself. Took off his glasses, to come up with tissue paper to rub their eyes. Discovered that he go in a hurry, forgot to bring. Hand and glasses, no matter what is before us to see or not see, he only knew that he wanted very much want to go there. . . . .

I do not know how long away, he went to him to there, I do not know ye, and he dare not go, he was afraid he was afraid to go, he stopped in her tracks and looked to the gate, he did not know what he would like to see the dark to see where he saw his familiar face

He turned around and gone is not gone, he did not dare to stop a second, he was afraid of fear that they may see, when he felt he should have gone before them, he stopped and looked back, he could not see the school the. Remained in situ after a few seconds, he continued to go head down to go. His head felt good weight, like looked up, but he could do nothing. He can not, too many thoughts in his head too messy. . . . . .

For a long time, but he feels good soon, to the lively but was the night that surrounded the school gate. When he was ready to Jinjiao Men, the familiar faces once again goes on the appearance of his leg lift on the tried to run, run, he ran away, afraid he did not know what he was nervous, he just wants an escape, all share far land. However, he is not control himself, the cold sinking heart, that can not let him. He ran back, but he went in, he looked up and saw a star that vague. . . . . .

The prescription of life
Two blind people rely on story-telling shells sanxian hand to mouth, the old man is the master, more than 70 years of age; child who is a pupil, less than 20 years of age. Master has been used 999 Xian Zi cut off from the only one in 1000. Master's Master of the Master, when dying, said: "I have here a prescription Fuming, I will seal it into the slot of your piano, when you bomb down the first 1000 strings, you can remove the prescription. Kee live there, when the bomb off of each root Xian Zi must be dedicated, otherwise, then would lose the effectiveness of prescription spirits. "At that time, the master is the 20-year-old youth, but now, he has silver hair Hao required. 50 years, he has been the dream of Ben Zhao was fuming. He knew that it was an ancestral recipe, the master bomb-off Xian Zi I remember correctly that should be the number 800 when he opened the piece of paper, so he died have not see again.
" ... ..." soon as Cui Xiang, Master Zhang Yu sigh sigh sigh of relief again, my heart burst of ecstasy, or even attend to the surrounding cove from the distant cluster to listen to his playing and the villagers say sorry, or even care not on the belt Tuer on a person to rush rush medicine shops in town.
When he was full of pious hopes for the future to take herbs, etc., the dispensers will tell him: it was a white paper. His heart Thunk, fall into the ice-cold head and hum to ring a bit, his efforts to seize the barrier counter balance the body, calm down and he understood everything: he is not already got that prescription it? Because of this prescription has been the call of Fuming, he only had the courage to survive. He was living, the storytelling bullet strings, respected, he learned to love and be loved, in the joy of life, he had forgotten he was a blind man - he is in fact already fuming at the moment who toil. After returning home, he was solemnly small Christians, said: "I have here a Fuming prescription. I have added it to your piano sealed tank, when you bomb down the first 1200 strings, you can open it, remember: it is necessary intention to bomb, the master will be recorded as the number of mistakes of 1000 ... ... "
Small blind devotion to the promise, and he can not see the Master's two full hold in mouth dry eye tears, the old blind man had a secret heart, said: "Maybe his life also plays string constant 1200 ... ..."
Jing Wu spirit of beauty is the real life prescriptions, which will allow blind people to live forever in the light. Deplorable that we have many healthy people have been living in the dark - they are right around the United States turned a blind eye!

Sunshine fingerprint
There is a study in the Arctic North Pole Expedition. Captain Bader to the team arranged a new task: to record inspection logs, each person should keep a diary, diary in order to describe the scene under the sun as the main material. The players have some complaints, but did not dare disobey.
As the date of delays, the expedition team could not back in time, they had to in the dark, cold and lonely nights in the stay very long time. It was found that dark and cold can also be put up, but their heavy share of loneliness everyone mad. At this time, Captain John Battle said: "Now I want to check your diary, please turn to read!" People are quiet, and only read about in the extremely rich to the story under the sun. People seem to see the shining silver snowy field and see the flocks of penguins running Flor, see polar bears to climb from the water ice, saw the sun lover of all beautiful. In this way, each reading a diary, people will think of many good things, irritability and anxiety wiped out, the heart was completely full of beautiful visions and memories of occupation.
Finally, the long polar night in reading in the later, a long absence, the sun slowly rose up again, people singing and cheering, suddenly realized Bader captain let everyone keep a diary of the good intentions cherished.
In fact, as long as the sun in mind can leave fingerprints, surrounded by even the darkness and cold, your world is also the warm and bright. In this world, as long as your heart has not extinguished the fire of hope, it can be stumped little difficult for you!

You will cross out whom?
Story takes place at a university in the United States. Professor under the fast class students, said: "I and everyone to be a game, I look at who is willing to cooperate." To a girl on stage.
Says: "Please write on the blackboard you are hard to break away of the 20 names of individuals."
Girls did. With her neighbors, friends, relatives, etc. "
Professor said: "That which you crossed one of the most important do you think of the people."
A girl crossed her neighbor's name.
Professor said: "Please re-crossed one."
Girls also crossed one of her colleagues.
Professor again: "Please re-crossed one."
Girls also crossed one.
......

Finally, the board only three individuals, her parents, her husband and children.
The classroom was very quiet, the students watched quietly professors seem to feel this is no longer a game.
Professor of calm, said: "Please re-crossed one."
Girls hesitated, the difficult choice of doing ......

She raised chalk, crossed her parents names.
"Please re-crossed one." Side was news that the professor's voice.
She was shocked, trembling and raised a slow but firm chalk another crossed his son's name.
Then, wow she is heard crying, and looked very painful.
Professor calm her a bit, asked: "and your dearest to them should be your parents and your children, because parents are people who raise your children is your birth, but the husband can re-search, Why did her husband contrary, the most difficult to break away from your people? "

The students looked at her silently, waiting for her answer.
Girls calm and slowly said: "As time goes on, parents would just go away before the children grow up away from my post will surely be true to accompany me through life, only my husband."

In fact, life is like onion, cut open a piece of land, there is always a let us in tears.

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