Taboo
There are all kinds
There are all kinds of gains in life, some economic; Having a material aspect; There is a spiritual aspect. However, the book gave me a different harvest, let me along with it joy, along with it. When I was a naive little child, I was holding this "Kong Rong let pear" pointing to pinyin, with a young voice read. This book teaches the truth about life. Let me fall in love with the book, and the book made good friends, it taught me what is true, good, beautiful, what is false. Ugly, evil. When I was in the third and fourth grade, I began to appreciate the elegance of the four great classics. In the Romance of The Three Kingdoms, Liu Bei was eager to seek talents, Kong Ming was resourceful, and Zhou Yu, handsome and talented, showed me the wonderful thirty-six stratagem stories. In Journey to the West, the scene of Sun Wukong causing havoc in heaven was vividly depicted by Wu Cheng 'en, which made me read it with laughter. "Outlaws of the Marsh" 108 generals heroic heroic, let my heart give birth to respect; The criticism of the feudal society in the dream of Red Mansions and the characterization of the characters made me applaud. In fifth grade, I began to read prose and breathe in the fragrance of the words. I love Zhu Ziqing's, Lao She's and Bingxin's. Books have magic, can take me to heaven and earth, can take me through the time tunnel, back to the past, to understand the history; Fly to the future, looking forward to science and technology..... Every time I read a book, I will be immersed in the book for me to build a castle of knowledge, enjoy the knowledge to bring me happiness, revel in it, to its reluctant to part, to capture every wonderful words, sentences, paragraphs, chapters.There are all kinds of gains in life, some economic; Having a material aspect; There is a spiritual aspect. However, the book gave me a different harvest, let me along with it joy, along with it. When I was a naive little child, I was holding this "Kong Rong let pear" pointing to pinyin, with a young voice read. This book teaches the truth about life. Let me fall in love with the book, and the book made good friends, it taught me what is true, good, beautiful, what is false. Ugly, evil. When I was in the third and fourth grade, I began to appreciate the elegance of the four great classics. In the Romance of The Three Kingdoms, Liu Bei was eager to seek talents, Kong Ming was resourceful, and Zhou Yu, handsome and talented, showed me the wonderful thirty-six stratagem stories. In Journey to the West, the scene of Sun Wukong causing havoc in heaven was vividly depicted by Wu Cheng 'en, which made me read it with laughter. "Outlaws of the Marsh" 108 generals heroic heroic, let my heart give birth to respect; The criticism of the feudal society in the dream of Red Mansions and the characterization of the characters made me applaud. In fifth grade, I began to read prose and breathe in the fragrance of the words. I love Zhu Ziqing's, Lao She's and Bingxin's. Books have magic, can take me to heaven and earth, can take me through the time tunnel, back to the past, to understand the history; Fly to the future, looking forward to science and technology..... Every time I read a book, I will be immersed in the book for me to build a castle of knowledge, enjoy the knowledge to bring me happiness, revel in it, to its reluctant to part, to capture every wonderful words, sentences, paragraphs, chapters.
By sherri berghoff3 years ago in Confessions
Summer vacation is coming
Summer vacation is coming, my mother is going to take me home to Sichuan by train, I am very happy. We arrived at the railway station, after checking the ticket, my mother and I soon got on the train, I was very excited, to the sleeping car east look, west look. After a while, the train started slowly. Listen to the radio said: "Welcome to this train, this train from Xiamen to Chongqing, through Fujian, Jiangxi, Hunan, Sichuan province, the total length of 2117 meters... " After a while, the train left the city and entered the suburbs, and my mother and I sat by the window, enjoying the scenery outside. Tall trees, green fields, even those unknown roadside flowers, also by the sky that a few red glow, decorate more beautiful. After about an hour, the train arrived in Zhangzhou. Day is slowly dark, my mother and I will play the launch of time to look at the small story, time is not waiting for people, the hour hand suddenly from 7, jumped to 9. My mother and I had to close our books and get ready for bed. The next day, when I got up, the train arrived in Jiangxi. I sat by the window and ate breakfast while looking at the scenery of Jiangxi. I thought Jiangxi was really a good place, with high mountains, clear water and many flowers and trees. At noon, the train will also into the Hunan I take a closer look, found that there are many "villas" in Hunan, you see, behind the room is a high mountain, in front of the green fields, there is a river beside, there are a few ducks on the river, play swimming in the water, from time to time head down foraging, this is not "villa"? After lunch, I found two little friends in the car, we sometimes wander in the car, from 7 to 19, from 19 to 7, sometimes play tricks on each other, I call you to come, and then to the front of the car to hide well, when he came, suddenly jumped out, put him next jump, very interesting. In the evening, the train came to Loudi, mother said Loudi will be to Sichuan... .. ... Early in the morning on the third day, my mother called me up and said that I was going to Chongqing. When I looked out of the window, I found that it was full of mountains, worthy of being called the "forest capital". It was a good trip." I stood on the platform feeling, "not only back to the hometown, but also play full of eyes, really kill two birds with one stone.
By fabian amaya3 years ago in Confessions
SILENT NO MORE
“Is he gay?” "I think so.” “Yeah, I'm pretty sure.” “Ask him.” “Hey, are you–” The last period bell cut off the cacophony of fresh gossip. My ears burned with embarrassment, and I walked away as quickly as possible, feeling clunky and awkward. There had always been rumors about my sexual orientation, but the painfully straightforward questions made me cringe. I tried to shrug off the girls' malice as ignorance, but I became preoccupied with thought. My blood rose with anger as I heard their laughter in the background. Inhibitions blinded, I rashly shouted, “Some people are so rude!”
By Daniel B. Usang 3 years ago in Confessions
Time went back
Time went back to the memory of ten years ago. At that time, I was still a naive, think that play is the world's children, did not know what dream is. But in that naive, ignorant grade, I found myself also can't think of love to now. I like to play basketball, like the joy of winning with teammates, the kind of sweat on the court days. Maybe looking back on it now, it's still childish, but that was my original dream -- to play all the time. Perhaps it is because that is the idea of childhood, will not look back to insist on, hard. Into the club, all kinds of games will follow. I thought things were going really well. Until the accident landed on me without haste and without inclination. Not long after the game started, I was forced to leave the game when I suffered a bad knee injury against the seniors, and all the hard work I had done for the game was undone. From then on, in order to let me relax. My parents banned me from playing basketball, my coach didn't let me practice, and my club was banned. It was the loneliest, most painful and most self-defeating time for me. However, I still have my dream, I said, must do. Now that I think about it, it was pretty persistent. I would sneak out, dragging my right leg that I couldn't bend, take the ball I stole from my parents to the court, practice alone until the street lights were on for a long time, and then sneak home. That kind of "desperate" feeling for their own dreams will always remember! At first, experiencing many obstacles, I also wanted to give up, just like those who had been abandoned because of my three-minute passion. But every time in that most tangled moment, I can really feel the difference between dreams and them. Dream is not to give up can give up, no matter how tangled will make the right choice, no matter how difficult will insist on things. It wants to accompany me for a long time, how can you leave it halfway!
By adam hornsby3 years ago in Confessions
Life becomes
Life becomes more colorful. In the face of setbacks, weak people will choose to escape, brave people will go forward. Once, I was also a coward to escape, but in the end, I still stood up bravely. As a child, my willfulness and cowardice caused me to read fewer years than the average person, because I did not go to kindergarten. But after primary school, I regret it! Because whatever I do, I'm worse than everyone else. Others are reading, I will not; Others do sums, I can't; The teacher asked questions, others will, but I was confused, nothing. In the face of such a setback, I choose to escape, I choose negative. When the teacher asks a question, I don't listen or think; When classmates hand in homework, I do not do nor hand; While the teacher was lecturing, I was already in space... .... In this way, my grades fell like a waterfall...... By the time my teachers and parents noticed something was wrong with me, my grades were "in the bottom half". At that time, I regard knowledge, achievement as dirt ah! Let alone stand up. But a few days later, there was a noticeable difference in my performance... ... It was a thin night, I was sitting in front of the TV watching cartoons with relish. Suddenly, from outside the door came the sound of my brother calling me, out of curiosity, I hurried out to see what was going on. After going out to know, the original brother is playing ants. I saw that he used the board again and again to block the way of the ants, and again and again with the board to break the feet of the ants, but the ant still do not give up, again and again to break through the "line of defense", hoping to escape the elder brother "magic"... ... Seeing this, I ran back to my room thoughtfully. Sitting in the chair, I can not help but think of this period of time teachers and parents of my education, encourage, unconsciously picked up the homework to do... .... The final result I believe everyone should know it! That is, I worked several times harder than the average person to shake up and become the person I am today.Seeing this, I ran back to my room thoughtfully. Sitting in the chair, I can not help but think of this period of time teachers and parents of my education, encourage, unknowingly picked up the homework to do... ... The final result I believe everyone should know it! I worked several times harder than the average person to become the person I am today. Life is inevitable to have setbacks, it is important that we learn to overcome setbacks, let our life because of setbacks and side more wonderful.
By jeffery barker3 years ago in Confessions
Echoes of Lost Souls
Chapter 1: Broken Promises Amidst the fog-shrouded city streets, a melancholic tale unfolds. Lily, a young woman burdened by the weight of shattered dreams and broken promises, finds herself trapped in the web of her own heartache. With each passing day, her spirit diminishes, her once-bright eyes dulled by sorrow.
By Faisal Bilal3 years ago in Confessions
Sunlight through the wings
Breaking cocoon into butterfly freedom, cocooning, hibernating, breaking cocoon, butterfly, flying in the sun, flapping the alternation of light and shadow. Memory, always painful, suffocating, because it calls no longer have. As the first rays of the morning sun poured in, I blinked and cleared my eyes. Riding, looking out of the window of the strange school, can not help but feel a little wistful. Elementary school for junior high school some approximate fanatical fantasy, but after graduation, disappear from the eyes of a familiar face, is how to pull my heartstrings. Memory if floating colorful foam, so beautiful, hand touch, but if light and shadow burst, when sitting in a strange classroom, looking at a series of indifferent faces, eyes only sad flow, a series of strange scenes constantly called to show that I no longer have, At the beginning of the semester, I flinched and cowardice, which led to my good performance in the math exam. The teacher was very angry and I was very helpless. Whenever the teacher with a stack of papers, with the attack volume of anger, waves of abuse against me, cheap in the ear. Every now and then, my eyes would appear as if there was an ethereal world, a root of blue silk wrapped me, look up, the sky is full of gray, make me breathless, blue silk woven all over my field of vision, I will net, although full of darkness, depression. But isolated from all the irritability of the outside world, I am confined to the narrow world that belongs to me, and I savor the sweet memories of the past, only to wake up again and again in my dream to find only loneliness around me. Memory, always sweet, happy, because it is called to possess. Gradually, when a breeze in a position to light the gray of my cocoon, the sun through the leaves, sprinkled on the body, warm, bright, as if golden. I want to lie in the clouds to relax, to listen to the flowers bloom and fall, to touch the tides. I began to struggle, trying to break free of this blue shackles, trying to see the outside world a touch of color.Finally, I broke a small piece, greedily sucking every breath of fresh air, I quietly out of the eye, see outside butterfly dance in groups, the sun through the wings, is crystal clear, cast on the ground, is gorgeous patterns. But elsewhere, there are people at the end of their lives who remain cocooned. The wind does not want to be close to it, and is covered with dust. I decided to struggle to the butterfly group, the struggle of leisure is outside the cocoon flying butterfly groups. Every time, looking at, do not move, the wind hard to piece together the sun through the leaves sprinkled with mottled leaves, leaves with light, clear veins, little light in the transport, looked at for a long time, as if to see, the air walk cells, molecules, bustling, embrace a place. Close your eyes, with the residual in the eyes of the sun, broken down into colorful lines, with my heart, interwoven, twisted, bent, joint, formed a flying blueprint. After graduating from junior high school, when the faces of my classmates disappeared, my heart was warm, because I had. With my warmth, I quickly adapted to the high school life, boldly communicate with classmates, not afraid to meet the greater wind and rain. The cracks have grown, the gaps have widened, and I will continue to struggle. Work harder to break this thick cocoon and dance in the big world. I hope that I can carry the sun, the alternations of light and shadow, the fusion of flowers and breeze, the intersection of music and color, slow flight, toward the heart of the rose.
By Cameron Gonzales3 years ago in Confessions
How The World Health Organization's Easy Steps Could Combat Future Pandemics
Early Location and Fast Reaction: The main pivotal move toward engaging future pandemics is early discovery. The WHO has laid out a broad worldwide observation framework to screen and distinguish potential infection flare-ups. By teaming up with part expresses, the WHO expects to work on neighborhood capacities with regards to early advance notice and reaction frameworks. These endeavors empower brief moves to be made, for example, carrying out movement limitations, isolations, and general wellbeing intercessions, eventually limiting the spread of irresistible infections.
By Prem3 years ago in Confessions
Robert White wishes to limit rent increases in rent-controlled apartments.
We're four months into At-Large Councilmember Robert White's residency as lodging board seat, and the special first night time frame with occupant advocates is essentially finished. It appears to be the differentiation of basically not being Anita Bonds could convey him up to this point.
By Prem3 years ago in Confessions
Oral Sex and Throat Cancer
Oral Sex and Throat Cancer: The Alarming Connection In a world filled with news of medical breakthroughs and health risks, there emerges a topic that demands our undivided attention. It is an issue that affects us all, transcending age, gender, and societal boundaries. The unsettling news is that oral sex has been linked to throat cancer. Startlingly, recent reports published in the New England Journal of Medicine reveal that individuals with more than six oral sex partners face a staggering nine times higher risk of developing cancer in the tonsils or the base of the tongue. This risk surpasses the combined dangers of smoking and alcohol consumption. As a head and neck cancer surgeon, I have witnessed firsthand the harrowing consequences of this new revelation.
By Mohammad Nasir Mehmood3 years ago in Confessions
HOW TO UNLOCK YOUR PRAYERS
welcome to the prayer. God in heaven watch over you, in faith. One of the most potent Psalms in the Bible, the word of God, is Psalm 91. This Psalm can dissolve numerous binds in your life and grant you blessings of protection. Additionally, it can bring a blessing of protection to your home and family. Today, we'll pray Psalm 91, and after we finish, you can be sure that God will richly reward you. For you to receive all the promises included in this potent prayer from Psalm 91, I want you to pray along with me, either by repeating the words out or in your brain. Hence, feel free to
By Sinenjabulo Mgade3 years ago in Confessions
