Chang Berry has often been called "dear Dad" recently, and sometimes she has a "happy evening" congratulatory message when she gets off work as usual, which makes M Jun both moved and a little embarrassed, and at the same time feels a kind of ambiguity, as if she has become a "godfather" in some kind of fashion. But he did not reply to this "daughter" for a happy evening, nor did he call her "dear daughter".

Now, after reading the words of Chang Berry, he has typed a few more paragraphs:

yes, yes! Times or history often create wonderful and sad love for people. Then I'll blow one too. A painter named Horriday painted a painting of the Italian poet "Dante and Petric", in which Petric, who was in her youth, said to be married to a well-known official in the city of Florence, and she was walking with a handmaiden who accompanied her to the broken wall of the Florentesian River, and Dante on the other side of the broken wall was walking towards them, and at the moment of their eyes meeting, Pyricice looked away painfully, put the rose in her hand on her chest, and then fell silent; The maid beside her looked at her in surprise as if to say, what's wrong? They were all joking just now...... Dante here stopped and looked at Baderice, who was walking towards him and walking slowly, he held the broken wall next to him with his right hand to maintain his balance, and his left hand covering his chest with the backpack on his shoulder, trying to stop his beating heart......

When Petriche and Dante were children, "Lang rode a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums"; In Dante's mind, she was a beautiful angel. Due to the changes in the world, I have not been able to see each other since I broke up as a teenager; When he was a young man, Dante, who was already full of wealth, finally heard that his sweetheart had become someone else's bride, and his heart was very lost and sad, so he began to study theology and philosophy, and traveled with a heart wounded by love...... But later, Bedrich took her youth and beauty, and perhaps the regrets and sorrows of her life, to heaven. Saddened by this, Dante began to write his long poem, The Divine Comedy, and in his poem "Paradise", he asked Paradise to lead him to the Paradise (he called her the sun that warmed his heart...... It is said that Dante, who was already a great poet at the time, traveled to the broken walls of Florence every summer to enjoy the coolness.

The story you tell is very beautiful and touching! It seems that Dante is still a good big man. However, some of the legendary great poets, great novelists, and celebrities, although they have made great contributions to human culture, their private lives are mostly rotten. Alexandre Dumas was amorous and ugly all his life, and Pushkin, all of whom changed their girlfriends as if they were clothes, and these women were also of different shapes.

Haha, rectal kid berry. Looks like you have your own opinions, good! Dad, this is not an excuse, you mentioned the big celebrities Zhang Xueliang and Miss Zhao Si, and my idea was to cross the ocean and fly to Italy. But fortunately, Dante's reputation is very good, otherwise Dad would not have stepped down.

Yes, yes, you are always justified. We're not wrong. By the way, let me tell you a joke: a beautiful young lady goes on a blind date, and she proudly asks the other party: "Do you have a Buick?" "No ......" "Then do you have three bedrooms and two living rooms?" "No ......" "Not even this, what qualifications do you have to talk to me about love?" "Do you want me to replace the BMW with a Buick and the villa with a three-bedroom and two-living room...... The young lady fainted.

Ha ha! I almost fainted, too. Are there any such jokes? Very realistic! can make the part-time job of the father outside into a mechanical braincase, and activate it.

Hee-hee, this joke isn't good, I'm going to charge for it! Laugh and charge ten dollars, laugh twice and collect twenty! How many laughs did you make?

I might laugh in no man's land, but now I can only smile at the wall! The office next door to us is isolated from glass, for fear that others will see it and say that I am nervous. However, your charge is too high, I'm afraid it's okay to laugh and charge four yuan, if the poor ghost father still owes four yuan at the end of the laugh, then you can find your data team leader "Miss Four Yuan" to borrow.

Hehehehe, I went to find Miss Siyuan, she didn't say that you were stingy? Then I won't brag about it, and I'll keep the cowhide for myself and enjoy it slowly.

Don't be angry, don't be stingy. "You're my daughter / You're my flower / You're my heartache / It's my concern", haha, doesn't it sound good? Now that I've counted it, I laughed four times in total, and if the child's berries don't charge when the time comes, then Dad will take Qiaqia melon seeds and red Fuji apples to mortgage.

It's pretty much the same, like a dad! You said that you laughed four times and charged a total of 40 yuan; Melon seeds are at least what you call "Qiaqia", and apples are also the red Fuji you said. I'm very welcome to you and melon seeds and apples. You say you're smiling at the wall, or so, quiet. I hope you laugh a lot, though! By the way, do you have a lot to do? Do you work overtime tonight?

If there was no one next to me, I might jump up and laugh, laughing so high that I would be afraid that I would break the boss's ceiling and be compensated! But Dad himself also likes to laugh, and he prefers the ups and downs of life...... Oh, I have to work overtime, to sort out a list of the opinions exchanged between foreigners and CEOs, and I don't know what use these records will be for the company? It's all SAP, ERP, ISO, R&D, etc., headaches! That's why I like to talk to my kids and do it at the same time. However, it is better to keep one eye to take care of it, for fear that the boss will find out and roll his eyes. Hey, kid berry, you still brag about it! It seems that you are the best at bragging! Ha ha. Dad, I've heard it and it will be like a cow.

Hee-hee, I'm laughing to death. You'll also be laughing and dancing...... I'll also work overtime tonight and brag to you at night.

When Mr. M was on the evening shift, while sorting out the conversation records, he opened the secret file to see what his berry said (in fact, he has recently regarded her as his little red face in his heart, and no longer treats her as his daughter):

How long will you love me?

The woman asks the man: How long will you love me? The man said: Forever.

What is Forever? We can love someone longer than their or her life, but we can't love anyone longer than our own. When the person we love dies, we can still love him/her, but only until the end of our own life. In fact, everything will run out one day, the sun may run out of air, it will run out of fuel, it will run out of energy, it will run out of fighting spirit, why won't love run out? When love runs out, maybe everything will disappear with it, leaving no trace.

Wife.

The girl is working outside the home, and the two of them pursue her at the same time. One is a Hong Kong boss who is nearly half a hundred years old, has lost his wife, has a pair of children, has a lot of money, and has factories along the coast. One is a young Peking University student, whose family is poor and has a heavy burden, and he is struggling to start a business in a rental house alone. The girl is both envious of the boss's wealth and the vitality of a college student, and it is difficult to choose for a while. So, she went back to her hometown to ask her parents. Mother asked: How much does that Hong Kong boss earn in a day? The girl replied about 100,000. The mother asked again, "What about the young man?" Just enough for living expenses and rent. "Do we still need to say that? Isn't that obvious? Mother said, spreading her hands. Unexpectedly, the father was very disappreciative and asked his daughter: "Child! Your mother and I have been poor all our lives, do you hate us? How so? The girl said hurriedly. So do you love us? Father asked. Yes, then do you need to say? The girl replied. Do you know why men and women in love and marriage can call each other lovers? Father asked again. That's because they love each other as people and nothing else.

Frank, humorous, and playful, which makes my dad can't help laughing! Dad is afraid that you are too sensible and too smart! Be stupid, kid berry, Dad doesn't know how to tell you? Love and be loved are very happy, money should not be a transaction, but no money is not a thing, fashion and the future of this kind of love is too difficult to balance! It's not strange for Dad to say that, right?

It's not surprising, although I still have little experience, and I don't know what love is? Is it a germ or a meteorology? Is it an inevitable process or an accident? I'm afraid to think about it. However, love can be enjoyed by everyone, but in different qualities. Oh, are you going to get off work?

You said it very well, love is very contagious, it is a very subtle and sad and tormenting virus, since God made women out of men's ribs, this wonderful virus has begun to become popular with the development of human beings and mutate with it. Yes, I want to get off work, I have to go grocery shopping to cook and be tired, I don't want to eat out for fear of eating gutter oil. You might have to add to 9, right? Good night, hurt you, kid berry!

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Good morning! Good night? I didn't sleep well and had insomnia last night. Now I'm an old lady! Poor face and bad temper. It's just that you hurt me, I'm afraid you don't have the patience for so long, and you want to divide your father's love into three parts, it's very tiring! Children are a great worry for parents.

Poor sleep is really not good, not to mention affecting beauty, it is also violating the law of life, in fact, you don't understand. Your girls are naturally beautiful, and you should strengthen your beauty, but you can only pay attention to the beauty from the inside of your body, otherwise you won't be able to carry out the beauty to the end. Ha ha.

But I really can't change that. You see, every day I work overtime, I don't go back to the dormitory until about half past nine, and then I take about forty or fifty minutes to take a shower and laundry, then I take about ten minutes to clean the dormitory, and then I spend about ten minutes to wash my teeth and face, and it's already half past ten. Look at the book again and it will be eleven o'clock; Then sleep, then insomnia. Wake up the next morning listless. I have to wake up countless times in the middle of the night, like flipping a pancake, and I can't sleep comfortably like this, and I'm annoyed by myself!

"Then sleep, then insomnia." This is called not cherishing youth, boy berry, Dad said that you should be stupid and numb. You're a bit precocious and too thoughtful. You can have the so-called experience of going to sleep: a faint memory, looking at the image of red, red, black and black in the consciousness of closing your eyes, with Picasso and Van Gogh juxtaposing colors, and then thinking about a certain scene that once made people calm and relaxed. Or close your eyes tightly, like the number of pigs, horses, cows and sheep that has long been advocated, jumping out of the pen. But don't worry about it. What kind of life, future, ideals, money, crises or something, of course, if you really can't sleep, just get up and do a little writing.

Look at what you say. I don't think it's useful, a person's heart is really strange, if only people had no heart and no lungs! Forget it. I was nervous, I really couldn't write anything good, but I still tried to write something.

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Oh Dad, my cells seem to have fallen leaves, and only some dead branches and leaves remain. I barely wrote more than 300 words, and I couldn't write anymore. Let me think about it again, and strive to write it tomorrow, my daughter is really old. Sometimes, Dad, your words of encouragement and appreciation really move me very much, very touched! I feel like I still have a little bit of value. Thank you, my dear Dad. I love you!

Your cells seem to be in autumn? It should be "as if it was just yesterday"! Your tomorrow will be better, the spring belongs to you, okay, Dad is waiting for you. It seems that the silliness and humor of the child berry are here again, and Dad is very grateful for your love!

Okay, well, I can't say anything to you. I hope to sleep well tonight, and then tomorrow I will find spring back to the earth, and my mind will be full of birds and flowers. Oh, are you going to work overtime tonight?

…… Are you ignoring me?

I'm out busy. It's our work that requires us to sleep well. It's good for you to return to the earth in spring, but don't the mountains and rivers are still the same; How dare I ignore the child? Is it strange that I don't clean up after me? Yes, I work overtime, and I find that I feel a little quieter at night than during the day.

We don't add on Saturday, in fact, this addition or not is not up to us, Miss Siyuan is the team leader, she wants to add us to add, she doesn't add us to add. Okay, we'll see you tomorrow after work! Have a great evening.

Okay, I'll have a good night, you little naughty night, you have to sleep well, don't flip the pancakes and fall under the bed and no one will pick you up. Okay, hand over the article to me tomorrow, this issue of the semi-monthly magazine will be "goods".