M Jun went to work early, first pasted a poem he wrote last night about his daughter into the word document for revision, and then prepared to paste it into the secret file he shared with Chang Berry, so that she could see it and talk about her feelings. Yesterday when I got off work, I didn't enter that secret file anymore because I had something to deal with. Her daughter has been suffering from a congenital disease caused by premature birth, and she has become a girl who has lost her mother. The end of the year is approaching, and there is no snow in the tropics. He looked at the poems he had written, and tears were squirming along his sockets.

Tropical snow

Child, you said that it snows every day in your hometown

It's also good; How pure the world has become

A year decorated with snowflakes is a good year

Dad just ran to it and walked out and back

Kid, don't miss Dad

Dad is back to have a good year with you

A year when the sun shines through the clouds

You'll tidy up your home

Our old house and the wind and snow outside

It's the cover of this good year

When you open it, you open a fairy tale about a snowy day

Kid, don't miss Dad

I'm looking at the sky on your side

It's in the white snow beneath it

Walking with the red scarf around your neck

Let's go to the cemetery in our hometown together

Dad's first tears

Let a few graves bloom all over the ice flowers......

Kid, you miss dad in case you go

Just go out and pick up some snow balls

Build a snowman, will you

Then you press two more black buttons on it

Those are the two ghost eyes that Dad always winks at you

Kid, let's stay on the little balcony in a foreign land

With an open chest, facing the wind blowing from the north

Stupidly tearing up a stack of white paper

Dad tore up the taste of your year

Dad tore up those days when they were so tight that they were out of shape

Child, this tropics never snows

But Dad raised his hand to indulge the fragments of his thoughts

It planted a poignant poetry like snow

So it snowed in the tropics

Flying in Dad's "home".

M Jun wiped away the tears that were about to drip from his eyelids, and then opened the secret file and was about to knock on a paragraph as the introduction to this poem. Unexpectedly, Maverick replied yesterday, and was stating to himself about love and life, so he gave up, thinking that he would spoil Chang Berry's mood like this......

Old cow! Maverick isn't busy at this time, give you a bragging blow!

When an old woman was dying, she lay on the hospital bed and called her wife, who had been with her for decades, and asked her to put on a gold ring, the only object they had made back then. The husband, who has always remained calm in front of his children and grandchildren, couldn't help but cry bitterly. In front of everyone, he hugged his dying old wife, and finally revealed the guilt he had buried in his heart for many years: because of his poor family at that time, the love object he gave her was actually just a copper ring. In the midst of his heart-rending cry, his wife's closed eyes slowly opened, and she looked at her husband tenderly, with a peaceful and satisfied expression. In the end, she left her last words almost word by word: Actually, how can I not know that it is a piece of copper, but for so many years, you have treated my heart more than real gold......

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A good boy can't help but fall in love with a good girl. The boy is constantly courteous in front of the girl, but the wonderful and proud girl never makes up her last decision, because she cannot verify his promise a thousand times. She even fantasized that there would be an unexpected event in her life to test him, but the trivial and ordinary reality has never been related to the earth-shattering. Once, when the girl came out of the house to go on a date with the boy, she suddenly remembered that the mobile phone was left at home, and the boy took the initiative to run up to the seventh floor with the key to her door. In the evening, when the girl came back to open the door, she felt an obvious abnormality, the key was completely lost in the keyhole, and it turned out that the boy found that the door lock was not good during the day, so he poured a few drops of oil into the keyhole. With the pleasant and soothing sound of "card", the girl's door opened with her heart......

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A silent couple in the village couldn't speak a few words all day, and even on the way down to the field to cut wheat, they seemed to be passers-by hurrying to two different targets. This is perhaps a way of communicating that many people do not understand. But when the working husband stopped from time to time to silently polish the blade of the hammer for his old wife, and the wife also silently brushed the sweat from the corners of her forehead for her elderly husband, the bleak scenery of the autumn fields suddenly had an inexplicable vividness......

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In the love with passion as the main theme, compared with the unforgettable and sworn lovesickness, perhaps, what really makes people have endless memories in their hearts is a little tremor of the strings of love. Just like a short article that fills in the blanks in the newspaper, although the page of love does not seem to give it much space, it makes people feel the heartbeat and timeless to the greatest extent.

Your braggadocio is very good, calf, the old cow is the happiest to read these words. Where did you get these short stories? Love is also diverse, including mountains and waterfalls, trickles, and ordinary and quiet like the deep ...... of the land, "what makes people have endless aftertaste in the bottom of their hearts is a little tremor of the strings of love". This sentence is very classic, calf! Then you can blow it again when you have time, the old cow is listening with his ears open.

Actually, I read the book. If you still want me to blow, then I won't become a kraft? I don't have to blow it. The human bull demon king always wants others to blow, you also blow to the calf, let's change hands and tickle, hehe!

Well, haha! Then I'll blow a few calves to the calf.

1. A pig, a sheep and a cow are kept in the same corral. Once the shepherd came to catch the pig, it cried out loudly and resisted violently, but the shepherd did not catch it. But the sheep and the cows hated his cry, and said, "He always catches us, and we don't cry out." The pig replied, "Catching you and catching me are two different things......

It is difficult to understand the feelings of the other party due to different positions and different environments; Therefore, to understand the frustration, frustration, and pain of others, we must put ourselves in the shoes of others, and we should be caring and understanding.

2. The little snail asked his mother: Why do we have to carry this hard and heavy shell from birth?

Mother: Because our body has no bone support, we can only crawl, and we can't climb fast; So to the protection of this shell.

Little Snail: Sister Caterpillar has no bones and can't climb fast, so why doesn't she have to carry this hard, heavy shell?

Mother: Because Sister Caterpillar can turn into a butterfly, the sky will protect her.

Little Snail: Brother Earthworm doesn't have bones to climb fast, and he can't turn into a butterfly, so why doesn't he carry this hard and heavy shell?

Mother: Because the earthworm brother can drill into the soil, and the earth will protect him.

The little snail cried: We are so poor mother, the sky is not protected, and the earth is not protected.

The mother snail comforted him: So we have shells!

Actually, Maverick, I also read these cowhides. But it doesn't make much sense, it's a bit of a chicken soup fable.

The old cow is the old cow, and the cow is so colorful, childlike and meaningful, and it has more flavor than my calf's bragging. Old cow, go on! Come on!

Ha ha! We are all bulls, and the level is one cow high, so let's blow another one:

There is a remote town where it is rumored that there is a special spring of water, which often performs miracles and can cure all kinds of diseases. One day, a retired soldier on crutches and missing a leg limped across the town's streets, probably to the miraculous fountain. The townsfolk next to him kissed back with a sympathetic joke and said, "Poor fellow, is he going to pray to God for another leg?" This sentence was heard by the retired soldiers, who turned to them and said: "I am not asking God to have a new leg, but I am asking him to help me, so that I know how to live without a leg".

Learn to be grateful for what you have lost, but also accept the fact of loss, no matter what you gain or lose in life, you must always make your life full of light and brightness, no longer shed tears for the past, and strive to live your own life.

Old cow, this cowhide is also very good. The calf was inspired.

That's good. By the way, calf, I went outside, and found the sun god in the sky, dressed in frost, shivering through the cold clouds in a silver chariot. So I felt that the temperature had dropped a lot, and the Lunar New Year was coming. Also, we went to the "shopping paradise" to eat the grass of your calf, thinking that you were wearing less, like a fairy tale cow princess, but I was a little worried that you would freeze.

Lao Niu, hehe, what you say always has a bit of a Western taste. But it's really not good to look at the celestial complexion, in fact, I don't care! I said that my cowhide is thick enough. Old Niu, I find that you often eat out for lunch now. Why don't you fill the gas and eat outside? The food outside isn't quite to your liking, is it? Besides, it's troublesome to walk around every day. Then you are still bragging at this time, calf, I want to see what else to brag about.

Oh well, Mavericks! I'll blow a realistic version again. But this is a young friend of mine who used to learn to draw and sketch with me. He's about your age. He looks a bit like the movie star "Zhang Weijian" in size and appearance, and he always has a smile on his face. It's just that he is a young boy after all, and he doesn't hide good and bad things in his heart, unlike your calf. He told me that the original general office had a story about a secretary girl who fell out of love, and he told it in a ridiculous tone. Of course, this story also has to be kept secret, Maverick.

I've seen this secretary girl, and she left shortly after I joined the company, and before she left, she sometimes stayed alone in a large conference room of the company, playing an old song "A Cloud Made of Rain in the Wind". Lao Niu felt that she was a good woman, with a pair of refreshing Danfeng eyes, giving people a very friendly feeling. It is said that the boss thought she was very good, so he hired her as a secretary. Unexpectedly, later, this girl fell in love with the boss deeply, of course, there is no reason for this, I think she may be the first to fall in love with the boss's humorous and witty speech, or rigorous and meticulous thinking, and then his appearance or family property.

Of course, this young friend said that he had a bad impression of this girl, saying that he later fell in love with a supervisor. The girl had written a courtship letter to the boss. I didn't expect this boss to give her face. actually replied to her directly and publicly, I have family children, can I fall in love with you? After that, the girl was so frustrated that she automatically filled out the job change report and went to work as an assistant supervisor in the workshop. Of course, this matter came from the general office.

Alas, old cow! According to Maverick's opinion, although I think this girl is really good, there is nothing wrong with pursuing her own love alone, and she is very courageous. The fault is that she is chasing the boss! Do you think about the old cow, it's not that the calf pretends to be tall, not necessarily the senior or the boss is purer than the average staff, I don't know what their perception of love is, but I have seen it, I think, some executives have a sanctimonious face, a belly of male thieves and prostitutes!

Ha ha! A calf is a calf! Oh my God, that's a good point! Lao Niu also feels the same way. Although I think our boss is also decent, he is a little unkind to the pursuit of this secretary girl! If it were me (of course I was talking in a dream), I would probably talk to this girl, thank her for her love for me, pay attention to her pursuits, and then ask her for the benefits. Maybe she'll be looking for a match.

Hee-hee, an old cow is an old cow! Good character, good heart! In fact, for such a large company, there are really all kinds of "deeds" related to the pursuit of love. Then I, Maverick, will also tell you the story of a girl named "Spring". Of course, you have to ask Lao Niu to keep it a secret.