Elham Nazri
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May the angels protect at my side. The devil can never come to the world.
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Love Concealment
At an early age, I knew that my mother and father did not get along. They rarely spoke, and often shut me out of the room to argue. The battles were often started by my mother, whose voice was loud and persistent inside the room, while my father only obediently answered a few words, like a schoolboy with a weak heart. As far as I could understand at the time, my mother was the winner. But when they walked out, she was not the least bit satisfied with her victory, and even had tears on her face. Later on, I heard a phrase called "the evil one", and I immediately remembered my mother's tears. She cried when her father was defeated.
By Elham Nazri3 years ago in Fiction
Tender Harbor
Seeing the empty house, an inexplicable sadness welled up in my heart. It's been six months since we divorced Wang Lin, and this home, which originally belonged to us, is now listed for sale with an agency. But in a week, I received several calls one after another asking to see the house.
By Elham Nazri3 years ago in Fiction
The Choice of Life
When people reach middle age, they see more and more death, parents, colleagues, friends ..... Death is where we all must go. Coming into this world means leaving it sooner or later. Our parents have the right to choose to die. We have the freedom to choose to die. This cannot be considered humane progress for humanity.
By Elham Nazri3 years ago in Fiction
Chivalrous Road
When it comes to Liu Dongshan, people around Kyoto know that he is a good catcher of thieves and robbers. Liu Dongshan was born and raised in Jiaohe County, Hebei Province. He grew up with an interest in knives, guns, sticks, and other things, and liked to gather a group of village boys to steal chickens and dogs and fight in groups. Seeing that he was not a student, his parents gave him a chance to learn how to ride a horse and shoot an arrow from a distant relative who had been a war general.
By Elham Nazri3 years ago in Fiction
Bai Yujiao
Kong Jichin, from Shandong, is a descendant of Confucius. Before he was born, his mother dreamed that a well-dressed man came into the room, she was very strange and asked him what he was doing here. The man said, "My name is Gan Fengchi, and I am looking for a house." She was about to scold him for intruding into her bedroom, when she suddenly woke up from her dream, and then she had abdominal pains.
By Elham Nazri3 years ago in Fiction
Hibiscus Blossom
Xiao Yong woke up in comfort he had never had before, the bed under him was soft and warm, and the bone-chilling pain in his body had disappeared, this was heaven, right, but for someone like him, even if he died, shouldn't the place to go be hell?
By Elham Nazri3 years ago in Fiction
Sacred Sword
In the early years, there was a shaving store at the corner of the cross street in Xiangyang City. The store was facing the street, and the two vermillion doors were very conspicuous and looked very grand. Above the door hangs a sign in gold letters: Xiangyang Shaving Shop. On both sides of the door hangs a couplet in cursive script, the upper couplet is Top Kung Fu. The next couplet is Hair Technique. Looking at the store's front decoration alone, it gives people a feeling of "very prestigious". Inside the store, there are 30 to 40 shaving places, the scale of which is amazing. It is said that the head-shaving shop is one of the most important places in Xiangyang.
By Elham Nazri3 years ago in Fiction
