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my traditional marriage in hometown never seen in dream.

Submitted by agarten on Sun, 04/24/2016 - 08:06

dream of my new marriage. my passed parents prepared me for new marriage. my 2nd elder brother trusted to manage custom and celebration team from the village, Zhudajiu. I saw my parents-in-law, my fiance, who is shy free and visited us in her house the night before rite. I saw clear I never saw here. last week banks’ call for returning credit deficit were frequent. I buzzed my 2nd brother, kid brother and 2nd sister.

my passed eldest sister, most beloved, rarely addressed my dream.

Submitted by riveryog on Sun, 04/17/2016 - 09:24

dreamt of my once brother-in-law. this week I restore my 3 dynamic sites powered by web apps. cleaning data costs some time, but godaddy's cpanel quite helpful and setup quickly. yesterday I demonstrated my work to my son, woz, Hope of China, and confessed how I love my own hut of communication, my own publication like the website. this dawn I dreamt visiting my passed eldest sister's house. my eldest sister committed suicide in her prime time, likely after long time disharmonious with her husband.

returns zhone 3 web app powered site.

Submitted by agarten on Fri, 04/15/2016 - 13:07

its my long time eye's candy to watch my cyberspace hut in communicative center of people. from the day I saw internet as a long time devotion bewither, I looked into the essential of publication. my sincere love even failed and broke me, my unspoken persistence of faith in beauty of life and bare support of holy principle, left me to recorded memories online. since 2006 I launched web search for my missing lover. after another in asylum, I liberalized and totally devoted to share my life and viewpoint in adversity. that's my fight for freedom, for world I longing.

woz 10 years birthday.

Submitted by benzrad on Tue, 05/26/2015 - 10:51

yesterday is woz, my dearest son, birthday. I previously intended to linger in dorm which more and more accepted by me as my office. the morning is gloomy pale, after a sunny Sunday. I look forward the sun appears again in clouds to sunburn my wet bed clothes, but it doesn't till I gathered my son and ate his birthday cake I bought him, in his mom's house.God urged me to visit my son on his 10 years' birthday. I grouponed a cake from a likely startup. the cake manually made by a young lady her own in a simple and a bit messy shop but its delicious.