Na Ying - Spring Blossoms.mp3

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From the Seven Immortals

First, let's ask the lady where Thanksgiving Day came from - ah-ha, it's ironic, check it out

In 1620, the Mayflower ship arrived in America, full of Puritans (Europeans) who had been persecuted for their religious beliefs. >In 1620 the ship Mayflower arrived in the Americas filled with religiously persecuted Puritans (Europeans). That winter they encountered unimaginable difficulties. The local Indians brought the settlers the necessities of life and taught them how to hunt, fish and grow crops. With the help of the Indians, the immigrants had a good harvest and survived the difficulties. In order to thank God for the sincere help of the Indians, this festival was organized. They fired cannon salutes, went to church to express their gratitude to God, lit bonfires and held grand feasts, and made delicious dishes from the turkeys they hunted.

I'm thinking: Americans are not being honest about this holiday -- are they really thankful? Oddly enough, who pushed the genocidal westward movement that wantonly brutalized more than 20 million Indians, plundered their land and wealth, and drove them from the vast American continent like cattle to the "Trail of Blood and Tears" of genocide?

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History is so wonderfully ironic that it's hard to argue with it.

In the face of profit, there is no doubt that the truth will be laid bare.

Western winds are moving eastward, and Chinese people are beginning to celebrate foreign festivals. Whether a foreign festival is good or not depends on which festival it is and what kind of people it is.

It is said that Valentine's Day allows a lot of singles to find the other half, but it also allows a large number of male patients to "make" new heights, abusing the male ticket abuse out of the new realm ......

But I think this Thanksgiving Day is still good, after all, the Chinese people's holiday is mostly in the form of a request for help. Most people's holidays are in the request, the world is too difficult others are too bad, beg for God, beg for Buddha Buddha Goddess of Mercy, beg for the God of Wealth, beg for Confucius, beg for Guan Lao Lao Lao, beg for Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, the size of the gods, beg for wealth, beg for the good fortune, beg for the good fortune, beg for the good fortune, in short, good things have me bad things are other people's. The people are too much, I guess the gods have long ago. The people who ask for too much estimate that the gods have long been tired so also not much attention ...... so can come to a Thanksgiving Day to remind us also to be grateful to others, it is simply merit.

It's actually very cold today, it's been windy. I saw a sister posted a paragraph, said home to see the yard drying their own and children's clean clothes, it is the mother washed, probably the mother to see her these days to take care of sick children, but also to work, not eat well and sleep well; her heart is both warm and guilty. This also reminds me of when I was just working, I went out on holidays and came back in time to work, and my mom also ran to the unit to wash my clothes specifically for me.

Probably, it is still cold, and I always think of those little things when it is cold: my godmother went to help me clean up the house and build a stove; when I was in junior high school, my hands froze in the winter, and Haijuan was always there to help me with the dishes; further back, I was smoked by a bit of gas at night, and Ms. Qi, looking at me sickly, asked me to sit outside the classroom to rest for a section of the sun, and also took the deep-fried doughnut she had fried herself and told me to eat it; playing with the snow when it was snowing, and my hands were frozen, I put them in my jacket sleeves and put them in my hands, and I was so happy. The little cousin put into the sleeve of the cotton jacket to warm me ......

Of course, there are many moments, perhaps the season is not winter, but the state of mind like winter as gloomy and cold. That little bit of warmth and sunshine is a great salvation that can save people from the cold abyss.

Perhaps it was the boy in the next aisle who didn't say a few words, who borrowed my excerpts and threw them into the table without looking at them when he returned them. A long time later, I happened to turn up, accidentally saw a small note, pencil very lightly written a line of small words, expression is very lame, to the effect that: intellectual attainments should not be too much over the age of the more look at the joy of life. This persuasion does not help, however, for a moment froze there, shed tears, as if hearing the cold ice at the bottom of the heart quietly break.

Perhaps those ordinary friends, no matter what kind of state you are, are not abandoned, you want to talk about him to listen to him, he knows that you are often very weak and goatish also never laugh at you.

Perhaps those who have never met on the network with **** the same hobby friends, continue to encourage you to read the comments on the exchange of praise, to help you find the courage and direction.

Maybe it is hidden in a page and line of text behind those authors, they write those words, a little bit of comfort to the loneliness of your soul, teach you a little bit to find ideas and strength.

Maybe it's yourself, the one who is timid and weak, who looks forward and backward, whose hair grows prematurely, but who is stubborn and obstinate, who is trying to find out something.......

Deeply grateful for the warmth of the people who have given it to them.

I am deeply grateful to myself for trying to move forward.