I haven't written a diary for many years. I don't know why, I have been in a daze these years and can't remember many things, but I don't care. Anyway, I've been repeating and repeating these days. There are no so many new things. But today I think many things need to be recorded, after all, we will grow old...
Sunday, March 3, 2019, the weather is cloudy
This afternoon, I received a specialty that Qianqian mailed me. The dried bamboo shoots, salted duck eggs he made himself, the Guangdong sausage he made last year, the smoked red sausage and air-dried sausage made by his second sister's house are different from what I did. The sausages in Guangdong and Northeast China are actually sweet, but one has a lot of fat and the other has a lot of lean meat. It is also delicious when steamed in the rice.
Now his child is in kindergarten, his elder sister's child and his younger brother are in elementary school. Time flies so fast. It's been four or five years in a blink of an eye. But this time I sent back an old diary. The Jay Chou stickers on it have faded and turned yellow...
Opening this diary really opened up my memory that has been buried for many years. It turns out that I have experienced so many things over the years...
Memories are really unreasonable. Even though they can't remember anything at all, they came back to life because of the few lines of my diary. I thought this diary was lost in Guangzhou, but I didn't expect it to be in Qianqian's luggage. I didn't know if Qianqian understood the contents in it.
I have always had the habit of writing diaries. Although serious people don’t write diaries, I think my life still needs to be recorded because I don’t want to be forgotten. I am afraid of loneliness. I really become lonely as I grow up...
My name is Taozi, my elders in my family called me Taotao, my mother called me Taoer, my father called me Taoer, my father called me elder sister, after I had a younger brother, my younger brother called me sister, I was born in Yongzhou, Hunan, my father is from Sichuan, my mother is from Yongzhou, my father said that the ancestors of the family had a god Tao Hongjing, and then the ancestors of the family were moved to Sichuan from the big locust tree. Later, the young man from the countryside went to the countryside, and my father was assigned to Yongzhou to the countryside and met my mother. The two of them lived in the village. Later, my father stayed in the village and became the principal of the primary school. Although there were only more than 600 people in our village, there were more than 100 children, and there were twenty or thirty people in each grade. As one of the few second-generation officials in the village, I was very happy in my childhood. My academic performance has always been very good. I am the only one in the village who was admitted to the undergraduate degree. According to my family's ideas, I should have come back to the village to be a village cadre, teach in the town, or find a school to be a teacher in the city... In short, what the family wants to say is that I should be a teacher. Who would have thought that after becoming an HR, they also called me Teacher Tao...
This diary was written since 2000. It was a gift given to me by my father Qianxinian. When I opened the title page of the diary, it was actually a sticker from Xiao Yànzi. I don’t know why I like Xiao Yànzi when I was so rebellious. It might be because she was rebellious. Now it seems that Qiong Yao has read a lot of novels at that time. It feels like girls should not want anything except love. Even broken arms and legs are not as painful as losing love.
However, later I learned that Aunt Qiong Yao had been a mistress for half her life, and I also felt that I could understand why in the TV series in her novels, the male protagonists would cheat, and the original wife had to give way, so that the mistress could get on the top. However, it was not until later that my original wife really gave up the mistress that I realized how beautiful the love I had longed for back then was, and how regretful I am now.
January 1, 2000 Sleet
On the first day of the new century, my father gave me a new diary today. This book is so thick, and it is a book on the desktop. My father wrote on the title page that I hope I am healthy and happy. Such old-fashioned blessings will definitely be healthy and happy. I also hope that my parents and brothers will be healthy and happy too.
My father said that when it was winter vacation, he would take us to the city to buy things and prepare for the New Year.
Actually, I think the town is pretty good. I have been to the city, and there is nothing better than being bigger than being a little older. I wonder if Changsha will be fun...
I really want to grow up as soon as possible. When I grow up, I will travel around the world, go to the United States to see the backstreet boys, and go to Shanghai to listen to Yuquan's concert...
Although the weather is very cold today, I feel very warm because my mother made my favorite fried rice with eggs and cooked kelp and pork rib soup...
I want to fill this diary. In the future, I will become a celebrity, so I will publish it, which is called Taozi Diary!
Looking at this diary, I feel that I was really childish back then.
If I could write a letter to the little girl at that time, I must tell her that I should work harder and cherish everyone around me, especially my parents.
The scumbag Liu Feng once said: A person will eventually become a person, come alone, and walk alone...
The scumbag Liu Feng, this person is very bad. From the beginning when I met him, I knew he was bad, but his words were like poison, and I was like a moth that swept the fire. Even though I knew he was so bad, I threw myself into his arms without hesitation. He told me more than once that he was a bad person, but I was deeply attracted by his poison. Perhaps it was because he could understand all my thoughts, he could always soothe my emotions, he was also good at making love, he could enter my body, and into my heart, but I knew that I had never entered his heart...
Looking at the mirror, my face was already full of tears, my hair was messy, and my eyes were swollen. I shook my head hard, trying to get rid of all the unhappy things.
I poured myself a glass of water and poured it down. The water was very cold and I could feel the cold feeling of sliding through my mouth and entering my stomach. The coldness of the whole cup of water made me shudder and I got goosebumps.
I picked up my phone and sent a voice to Qianqian: Qianqian, I received all the things. Thank you for taking my diary back, and there are a lot of food you gave me.
Qianqian replied in seconds: Sister Taozi, come to my house to play when you have time. Now that school is on, the business is very good. You should find someone as soon as possible. Don’t always be alone. I, Li Zi and Xingxing are all married. We are very worried about being lonely like this.
I sent an OK gesture and stopped our conversation.
I picked up my hair, tidied my clothes, stepped on my slippers, and sorted the couriers I received in the warehouse.
After returning to the room, I lay on the bed and picked up my phone, browsed my circle of friends, and returned to the address book page to see that the bad guy was on the top of the list, that bad guy like a demon. During the time I was with him, I really experienced unprecedented pleasure. He cared about my life meticulously. He thought of everything I could not have imagined. He prepared a warm baby for me on time every month, sang the songs I wanted to listen to every day before going to bed, breakfast takeaways delivered every day, and appeared downstairs of my office building on time every night. There was also a different new experience every time I had sex, and a devil whisper before going to bed. I can't live without you.But when I think of his aggressive gaze, I shuddered. Apart from his care for me, the rest of the memories I had with him were sex and sex...
Taozi, you are so beautiful...
Peach, your moan sounds so good...
Peach, you have flowed a lot of water...
Peach, open your mouth...
Peach, your skin is so white... I'm in...
I seem to remember every lingering scene, but I can't remember it clearly every time...
Sunday, March 3, 2019, the weather is cloudy
This afternoon, I received a specialty that Qianqian mailed me. The dried bamboo shoots, salted duck eggs he made himself, the Guangdong sausage he made last year, the smoked red sausage and air-dried sausage made by his second sister's house are different from what I did. The sausages in Guangdong and Northeast China are actually sweet, but one has a lot of fat and the other has a lot of lean meat. It is also delicious when steamed in the rice.
Now his child is in kindergarten, his elder sister's child and his younger brother are in elementary school. Time flies so fast. It's been four or five years in a blink of an eye. But this time I sent back an old diary. The Jay Chou stickers on it have faded and turned yellow...
Opening this diary really opened up my memory that has been buried for many years. It turns out that I have experienced so many things over the years...
Memories are really unreasonable. Even though they can't remember anything at all, they came back to life because of the few lines of my diary. I thought this diary was lost in Guangzhou, but I didn't expect it to be in Qianqian's luggage. I didn't know if Qianqian understood the contents in it.
I have always had the habit of writing diaries. Although serious people don’t write diaries, I think my life still needs to be recorded because I don’t want to be forgotten. I am afraid of loneliness. I really become lonely as I grow up...
My name is Taozi, my elders in my family called me Taotao, my mother called me Taoer, my father called me Taoer, my father called me elder sister, after I had a younger brother, my younger brother called me sister, I was born in Yongzhou, Hunan, my father is from Sichuan, my mother is from Yongzhou, my father said that the ancestors of the family had a god Tao Hongjing, and then the ancestors of the family were moved to Sichuan from the big locust tree. Later, the young man from the countryside went to the countryside, and my father was assigned to Yongzhou to the countryside and met my mother. The two of them lived in the village. Later, my father stayed in the village and became the principal of the primary school. Although there were only more than 600 people in our village, there were more than 100 children, and there were twenty or thirty people in each grade. As one of the few second-generation officials in the village, I was very happy in my childhood. My academic performance has always been very good. I am the only one in the village who was admitted to the undergraduate degree. According to my family's ideas, I should have come back to the village to be a village cadre, teach in the town, or find a school to be a teacher in the city... In short, what the family wants to say is that I should be a teacher. Who would have thought that after becoming an HR, they also called me Teacher Tao...
This diary was written since 2000. It was a gift given to me by my father Qianxinian. When I opened the title page of the diary, it was actually a sticker from Xiao Yànzi. I don’t know why I like Xiao Yànzi when I was so rebellious. It might be because she was rebellious. Now it seems that Qiong Yao has read a lot of novels at that time. It feels like girls should not want anything except love. Even broken arms and legs are not as painful as losing love.
However, later I learned that Aunt Qiong Yao had been a mistress for half her life, and I also felt that I could understand why in the TV series in her novels, the male protagonists would cheat, and the original wife had to give way, so that the mistress could get on the top. However, it was not until later that my original wife really gave up the mistress that I realized how beautiful the love I had longed for back then was, and how regretful I am now.
January 1, 2000 Sleet
On the first day of the new century, my father gave me a new diary today. This book is so thick, and it is a book on the desktop. My father wrote on the title page that I hope I am healthy and happy. Such old-fashioned blessings will definitely be healthy and happy. I also hope that my parents and brothers will be healthy and happy too.
My father said that when it was winter vacation, he would take us to the city to buy things and prepare for the New Year.
Actually, I think the town is pretty good. I have been to the city, and there is nothing better than being bigger than being a little older. I wonder if Changsha will be fun...
I really want to grow up as soon as possible. When I grow up, I will travel around the world, go to the United States to see the backstreet boys, and go to Shanghai to listen to Yuquan's concert...
Although the weather is very cold today, I feel very warm because my mother made my favorite fried rice with eggs and cooked kelp and pork rib soup...
I want to fill this diary. In the future, I will become a celebrity, so I will publish it, which is called Taozi Diary!
Looking at this diary, I feel that I was really childish back then.
If I could write a letter to the little girl at that time, I must tell her that I should work harder and cherish everyone around me, especially my parents.
The scumbag Liu Feng once said: A person will eventually become a person, come alone, and walk alone...
The scumbag Liu Feng, this person is very bad. From the beginning when I met him, I knew he was bad, but his words were like poison, and I was like a moth that swept the fire. Even though I knew he was so bad, I threw myself into his arms without hesitation. He told me more than once that he was a bad person, but I was deeply attracted by his poison. Perhaps it was because he could understand all my thoughts, he could always soothe my emotions, he was also good at making love, he could enter my body, and into my heart, but I knew that I had never entered his heart...
Looking at the mirror, my face was already full of tears, my hair was messy, and my eyes were swollen. I shook my head hard, trying to get rid of all the unhappy things.
I poured myself a glass of water and poured it down. The water was very cold and I could feel the cold feeling of sliding through my mouth and entering my stomach. The coldness of the whole cup of water made me shudder and I got goosebumps.
I picked up my phone and sent a voice to Qianqian: Qianqian, I received all the things. Thank you for taking my diary back, and there are a lot of food you gave me.
Qianqian replied in seconds: Sister Taozi, come to my house to play when you have time. Now that school is on, the business is very good. You should find someone as soon as possible. Don’t always be alone. I, Li Zi and Xingxing are all married. We are very worried about being lonely like this.
I sent an OK gesture and stopped our conversation.
I picked up my hair, tidied my clothes, stepped on my slippers, and sorted the couriers I received in the warehouse.
After returning to the room, I lay on the bed and picked up my phone, browsed my circle of friends, and returned to the address book page to see that the bad guy was on the top of the list, that bad guy like a demon. During the time I was with him, I really experienced unprecedented pleasure. He cared about my life meticulously. He thought of everything I could not have imagined. He prepared a warm baby for me on time every month, sang the songs I wanted to listen to every day before going to bed, breakfast takeaways delivered every day, and appeared downstairs of my office building on time every night. There was also a different new experience every time I had sex, and a devil whisper before going to bed. I can't live without you.But when I think of his aggressive gaze, I shuddered. Apart from his care for me, the rest of the memories I had with him were sex and sex...
Taozi, you are so beautiful...
Peach, your moan sounds so good...
Peach, you have flowed a lot of water...
Peach, open your mouth...
Peach, your skin is so white... I'm in...
I seem to remember every lingering scene, but I can't remember it clearly every time...
![[Historical fiction] Meat cushion (return to circle, judging after the Zen) - Good writing, classic](/templates/nvshen/themes/img/thumb_1.png)