In the past few days, Gansu has been very cold and windy, so there is some sand and dust, but no snow has fallen.

Sitting in the study, the sunlight passed through the cold air, and then shone on me through the glass window, warm.

Over the past three years, I've been a prime example of seclusion.

On the one hand, it's because I want to write, and on the other hand, I'm about to turn 50, and I'm about to reach the age of knowing the destiny of heaven, and I haven't figured out what my destiny is.

When a person reaches the age of 50, it stands to reason that he should see through life, conform to God's arrangement, and refrain from making useless struggles.

To be precise, it is to prepare to enter a state of eating and waiting for death.

In fact, I've been eating and waiting to die for a long time, except for writing, so even if it's a salted fish, I'm ready to move.

The old mother has already taken over, she is downstairs in my muttering and scolding her second son, the third son is not diligent enough, only knows how to drink, does not do business, unlike his eldest brother, Chinese New Year's Eve is still struggling in the study.

The old man is about to be eighty years old, and no one cares what she says, as long as she is happy, so I just heard the sound of the second child trying to chop the mutton.

My wife was showing off her new coat to the concubines, which was said to be mink, and I also saw it, and the clothes were really good-looking, but after she put them on, she was round, and she could no longer show her graceful posture back then.

Time has changed a lot of things, but what hasn't changed is this year, which comes back every year, although not necessarily the same day, but it always comes.

In the past, the New Year was not to celebrate, but to prevent the New Year beast from taking the child away, and the firecracker was a sharp weapon to scare away the New Year beast.

Therefore, I have sold a lot of artillery this year, and I am going to blow up the small square under my study completely, so as to get rid of the bad luck.

I look forward to hearing more good news and seeing more prosperity in the coming year after I blow it up.

I really pray for the peace and security of our country, and I really hope that each and every one of us will be happy and healthy in the new year.

If Heaven needs a sacrifice to make the world better.

So, let's kill the guy who owes me money and doesn't pay it back, and scolds me to help everyone have fun.

No one in this world loves you as deeply, so timelessly, and so affectionately as I do.

I sincerely hope that everyone who reads this text can be happy, healthy, healthy and long.

Also, if I don't have a hand at night, if I'm not drunk, I'll continue to write, after all, I don't have anything but writing stories.

Love, and 2 respectfully.