gift in rains seasonal bounty.

Jul 12, 2018

these days very sleepy, esp amid moisture from rains. last night it again thunderstorm. the rhythm really beautiful! I had to choose from online radio music or the nature gift, and finally I muted my artificial speaker and opt out rhythm outside in late dark silence. the rains is so rich that my quilt in decades first time turned wet and a bit uncomfortable. God dad, it's so good. this week I also researched new chromebox product line and felt high time to equip myself one. in almost a week I thought it over where to fund it, till holy message let me give up till I my own can afford it. It's sad to bye from it but more reasonable, for most computers we had still in their support life cycle within next year. I love them, and would easily let them retired. the night before yesterday I felt too happy to waste, so I buzzed my 3rd elder sister. her son again seemingly unhappy with my call and likely deterred it. when I talked with my sister, she also seemingly in unrest. now I saw possibly their family in trouble: her daughters-in-law turned hostile to her. their lesbian tendency puzzled my sister and her sons. the wives lost vision and discipline, while my sister and her family inexperienced. in latest lunar spring festival we stayed together back to 2016, I should noticed the unbalance of harmony but I usually don't probing. God dad, the sin of fallen women in my life taught me lesson already. I hope glory of my family, under title Zhu and Crown of China Empire, didn't hurt those little wives. God dad, care my relatives in need. and heal those envious hearts in shine of holy.
these days also might be hard for my son, who just entered his summer vacation while I let him wait for August to visit and linger my dorm for couple days. his sinful mother again attempted to censor it and probably set hurdles. while I busy with financial supportive, I saw so many hard while exciting moments ahead. God dad, our hope is your mercy. let summer 2018 arrives our hearts that praying for growth. in this tipping world torn by trade war and hate war, let's reunite in one in unity, or consolidate us in common sense of future non-disputable, for coming world of my title, of Holy blessing, wouldn't be scattered anymore. (shits! PRC surveillance might broke my pc, here again during my writing broke down my internet, which never happened in 2 weeks after failed attempt to punish over our new equipment last 2 months.)
It is the most beautiful summer since I settled here for near 30 years. while the season is swift here on higher altitude, I hope sooner arrival of the sultry, and lingering season of beautiful female flesh and sunny skyline. God dad, bring me sooner my Royal China, and my Crown Queen from Japan, Asoh Yukiko. grant me another chromebox for its hyper-system above chromeOS and Android. in foreseeable future, google will bring 3rd OS merging Linux, Android, ChromeOS, let us affordable for the wonderful experience google brings. in my son's coming visit, let me afford a more satisfying arrangement of dining, play, exercise, and pure gathering. thx dad God, in this cloudy morning.

Jul 6, 2018

dreamed first I shopping online at jd.com, Chinese copycat of amazon.com. I detailedly dreamed to fill its form, and a female helped and checked it. I always distrust the e-commercial site, whose founder is a graduate majors Literature from Peking Univ. and almost my peer. his family name is Liu, a domineer name in China since first native Chinese Empire, Han Dynasty, founded after their title. then dreamed in a Zhu's village, but not my hometown, where also all villagers under title Zhu's, who contributed to last native Chinese ruling Empire Ming Dynasty. I saw their leader summoned and ordered youth team, woman team, etc to execute different tasks and heading to different destine outside of the village. there were hundred people there under command. this is a pale morning, I believe coming a sultry summer, even might be sooner of the heat due to here higher latitude. last dusk I reviewed once upon a time, an infant held by an old woman watching I buying snack from nearby dorm gate vendor. I thought my snack too cheap so I didn't share with him after the snack cooked. I felt I should better offering him the snack but I thought it was too cheap and he is enough, so I just walk away with my snack. when I regretted and returned to dorm gate trying save my error and buy the infant another, they had left. I was so sorry that I still remember it. then I prayed God to allow my redemption. then I thought my son's neighbor kid is an innocent kid, from his childhood I still memorized, even now he more turned like his dad, physical ready to bull those weaker. so I prayed God to allow my inviting him dining out once more with us and I felt we were granted. so the night I buzzed my son to inform the neighbor and made it ready. my son nodded while his bitchy mom aside scorned and opposed as usual. God dad, let the insane woman go away from our agenda, turns back to her dirty and sinful lair. we also intended to watch movie this Saturday now that PRC surveillance deprived the summer vacation all blockbuster. till yesterday we found cheapest ticket for a movie is when it just on show; if u missed it, you will pay far more to review it. so I persuade my son pick a less hot movie from their cinema season rather than catching up old one, 'incredible 2', and we did, that would be 2 weeks later for us going cinema. this week I saw so many bliss and boring in my current life. I had to wait and wait for glory, for coming gathering of achievement. my life almost half empty to fill, for backup view of the vein creates. God, dad, if I meant to be secondary, let my life humble. in this rain season, I had sipped so many blessing rains that was strange in decades. I saw my hometown dream closer to me, to my destine. show the world, esp Chinese, my privilege upon the land, upon the Empire of China, under title Zhu and my glorious ancestor. bring me sooner my Crown Queen from Japan, Asoh Yukiko, and my new family, Royal China. enrich my earth life with lives and meanings. thx dad God.

Jul 2, 2018

passed week is the most financially gifted period in my life. first I got an installment from Alipay for my son, woz's new mobile to replace his worn 2 cellphones. then the vendor, Asus mobile, refund us ￥800 even lately reached us. then my younger brother offered us 200 as his payment to launch a conversation with me. then my nephew, ie. 1st son of my best beloved 3rd elder sister's, who operates an online clothes store at taobao.com, refund us 500 after we sent him 400 for thanks he bought us clothes. I used it to renew our domain, zho.io for 2 years. my son didn't pay enough appreciation to those new clothes, esp short pants with mobile pocket, under his sinful mom's force, but I urged him doing so and it fixed. we both put on new short pants after shower. his new mobile, Asus zenfone 3, with an international approach and won favor among international developers' endeavor, bring us alternative ROM to replace malware infected PRC restricted OS the devil CCP government controlled in the territory before its scattering fatally. the new OS, Android 8.1, is the latest OS we ever have, that's very exciting and update in tech fans like us. we are so proud of our choice of Asus, with which we now had its 4 products, ie. chromebox, chromebook, monitor, mobile. its refund, out of expectation and our best surprise, proceeds a week. I pre-spend it and pray its descending after exciting purchases including my first smartwatch, pebble v1, and my son's in apps' purchase at google play store. the kind vendor always pacifies me with promise, but I was unease so much. In God's affirmative, I witness the grace in time and fully. my mean younger brother in guise of paying my coach, sent me 200 before launch a conversation. he tentatively delayed promised support of my boarding to dorm canteen in half year, ￥700/mon, as he let me know in the late night talk for my tip on his new adventure to open new business in our hometown against losing profit PRC government depriving his establish in cause of industrial pollution, trying hurt me and hate of my peaceful life. in this morning, sunny and usual, God dad, bring me sooner my Royal China. leave me evil temptation from my dark relatives and PRC surveillance. prepare us steady development of life and skill, and passionate as our zhone's publishing, and woz's gaming and STEM interest. this week also reminded me of danger in PRC, esp here in QRRS. an once dorm lodger, an once graduate newer several years than me enrolled by the SOE, turned dogs and inspired by mafia, tried to coerce me after first tried to humiliate me by ignore my nod weeks ago. he put on black mask half face hidden and threaten me with mob's attitude, on way again my dusk routine jog. He is a bit shorter than me and almost peer of mine while lost so desperate comparing with me, like most common ground once we had under sin of PRC. my dorm room lock likely under hack by dorm administrative staff, ie. the electric tech worker, an old mule trying tear after hopeless challenged me. the neighbor half room of the toilet, formerly warehouse, now occupied by administrative woman, in role both worker/staff and lodger. in that cover the cow easily broke into my dorm and poison me or surveillance me. God dad, I knew the holy protection, still I hope sooner the removal of insecure environment, save of dignity. bring me sooner my new family, my Crown Queen from Japan, Asoh Yukiko, and my 2nd child. save me from anxiousness of future financial support. grant us light joy in this weekend cinema time.

Jun 19, 2018

dreamed of historical starvation. then in my Hometown joined workers cross ten miles of new industry area to find canteen to lunch. my once Hometown pal, Zhu Zhongwang, fetched our ready food and cooked for us to lunch. he is a worker there while I just a visitor. it was likely several decade ago soon after open policy in PRC. it's a golden morning. exercising people with speaker makes outside hot. last night one of my favorite episodes, "Roseanne", banned by USA media enterprises and I hated its disappearance. It's a good product and my night TV time left with large empty to fill. I chose "crucifier" instead as recently it appears on social media but the mob theme disgusting me, esp futural surreal ability drove me away. I need truth of life, esp American normal life alike. even missing in tasteless but online radio still let me forget late night. yesterday was lunar dragon boat holiday. I had my only meal of noodle. I tipped the small restaurant owner ten more bucks for appreciation working in holiday. on dusk jog I offered a homeless mid-aged man with my only 1 CNY. I had quite productive talk with my son, woz, about arrangement of his gears, esp new Asus flip chromebook for video interview between us. he reluctant to use it well with his due reservation but he is adopting the wonderful ultrabook in my urging. his nexus 6 breaking, screen panel leaving mainboard, so I bought new back shell from taobao.com to tighten it. I really itching to see its functional in coming days. last Saturday is our monthly cinema day. I penniless to fetch my son from his piano class to cinema at No.1 Supermarket of Qiqihar. the aunt of his mom visiting and accompanied the grandma to escort my son's lesson. QRRS, my once workplace, distributed a free food coupon so I shifted it to the grandma and its seemingly graciously on time. we watched "Jurassic park 2" and it was almost a blockbuster. but I always inspired by spirit, not animal including wild and astonishing huge one. after movie dinner was hotpot. I penniless and woz forgot to bring his wallet on which I counted. I blamed him for unprepared. PRC surveillance likely hated my coaching power in sms exchange with my nephew and my younger brother, both has their sufficient small business, so they hacked my phone to ruin my texting: it kept refreshing screen in about twelve seconds and let input method constantly whitewashed my wording, let composing failing and failing. in the urgent Saturday afternoon in the restaurant we grouponed, the refreshing screen let my transferring money via mobile a nightmare. the hacked android just unworkable. later I shifted it to woz for his smaller finger to click but he even can't execute to evade the failing refreshing screen. so I open my chromebook to transfer money into debit card from his remnants in alipay yuebao. I did 3 times to resolve our problem. first transferring from digital payment tool to bank card can't on account daily but next day, so wasted; secondly didn't prepare enough for ATM procedure fee, 4 CNY, so it refuses serving smallest bill from total 103 CNY I managed to prepare; third time I had more than 105 CNY on account costing 2 transactions and ATM withdraw successfully. my son and I finally rejoiced and we ordered additional dish of mutton. our life just so pinched. the June 2018 saw lots of small rains. last night I first time replace winter quilt with lighter one, and it's cozy. now It's workday morning. God dad, grant us anxious free salary day. prepare us meaningful financial support for woz summer vacation when I will invite him linger some weeks in my dorm. bring me sooner my Royal China, my Crown Queen from Japan, Asoh Yukiko. bring me workload adequate in my fifties', persistent and progressive.

rain season from dripping bless heavenly.

Jun 13, 2018

these 2 dawns both dreamed of enemies and my revenge. yesterday on my jog route, the old sinister, an elder man, a mad cow, again challenged me physically, took a narrow way in advance me. he copied my route twice, always bragged his mule energetic and orthodox. It really disgusting me but I trusted God the killing upon profane, anytime anywhere. it took me longer to roam when I caught sight of my mission on the earth progresses so step by step and devising broken. God dad, enemies took our road to sabotage our beautiful world's descending. near my dorm, the neighbor room of my dorm, is a half size room previously for cleaner keeping tools, now occupied by dorm administrative staff, a likely lesbian. dorm authority previously never put woman among mans' area, but the cheap cow insisted lodging among all man dorms, just for steal and spying me. day by day it hided herself in the shabby shelter to surveillance me, to profane me. likely she arranged that to take advantage of public asset for private interest, or the SOE under PRC tyrant's direction to threaten me with the trick. as to larger aspect, these 2 weeks quite satisfying: dorm internet access upgrade to chinaunicom fiber optics, whose download speed stable at 2MB/s. upload speed almost the same. I completed downloading OSes on our raspberry pi within 2 hours for 2 or 4 system images. with the utility, I can safely try more Linux distributive and more prepared for Linux world which so attractive comparing Microsoft under PRC blackmail. now my son and my raspberry pi both equipped with more elegant OSes, ready to go further and higher on the ward free informative universe. the ISP in the pass week gradually picked up to surveillance me. it already blocked me 2 days last week, forced me surfing domestic sites includes its homepage, where I found cheap but gracious mobile phone number with modest data plan, 15 CNY/mon. I had already persuaded by its sms to have a free of charge deputy phone number, but later contact refuted me saying the data plan includes deputy card requires at lease 128CNY/mon consuming. but on the website, I saw an independent phone number only costs 30CNY, so I immediately ordered one, in rhythm of rain in an aimless night besieged by deadly blockage from open web. It's so meaningful and rewarding, that I can't wait to add the new asset to all my zhone GA contacts. Monday express informed me the arrival of the sim card and I fetched immediately, even the staff of the unicom missing and handled over her colleague. Sunday I busy with trying enable other 2 GA chrome device management within google admin panel before woz returning from his painting class his mom arranged years. even failed due to google policy, we glad the 2 GA didn't bundled with central administrative which usually bans full google play store access, as status quo. my son uncertain about my blame last Monday upon his adopting a corrective glasses his mom suggested in favor of Chinese so said innovation, but never trustworthy. he tried to flattered me by turning on English podcast proactive as I frequently urged while he always loosed to abide. but I don't care, and glad to reunite him in the fruitful weekend. his internet ISP once boasted speed of 30MB but never satisfying, rather just lagging and broken frequently, likely in PRC surveillance's ordain. I even can't update his Linux smoothly there. each time when I visit my son and launch update, it's bottle neck and upset our patience. God laughs the dirty trick and burning brains wasted among all ghosted communism China wholly in ash.
God dad, I'm so contented by my new internet that I here end this post soon. grant my son satisfying web and rich content of play. grant us ward free web, for otherwise I see only darkness of dictator propaganda, coarse of manipulation of social consciousness. bring me sooner my Royal China, my Crown Queen from Japan, Asoh Yukiko. bring me closer my dream land and peace of God's mercy upon Chinese and China, my vested land from my glorious ancestor. thx for this sunny morning, Dad God.

May 29, 2018

dreamed with my son roamed in remote place near Tianjin, northern China, my university city. I carried my passed mother's corpse and search for service to bury it. we were refuted once for too expensive. then near country fair we met Gao Jun, my once alumnus who soon after army train in beginning of PRC campus migrated from our major Philosophy school into Economics, but stayed in dorm of our class girls. her husband or brother inquired our problem and extended his help, out of Chinese taboo, while Miss Gao remained her self-possessed normally among guests in her spacious house in my dream. we likely rested there and waited for more money remit from our relatives, or aided by Gao to settle our funeral. the northern China countryside scene lonely detailed in dream, different from my hometown, central China. last night it drizzled, left wet ground when I went to dorm canteen for breakfast. last night I put 2 pillows in stack and its the highest pillow I ever had with my own, for the cover of my pillar sent to laundry and no replacement. I always admire American family pillars in its episodes, large and soft and qualifies, but never found within domestic market includes online e-commerce. yesterday I half day roaming in dorm, except reading informative web as routine for one or 2 hours. my life more and more turned like an elder's, or even worse, like those retired gathered in gate ball game yard outside near my dorm window view. they found no fun in the game, no challenge, no exciting, but just gather and moving. still there are fights among common Chinese, like the dorm canteen. the operational couples loathed to invest more on food materials, but spare no efforts to advertise, to celebrate its anniversary. the result is fewer and fewer customers. I usually have less than a bowl meat in a week there together. it doesn't hurt me much as a mandated vegetarian, but let me slender. and the business possibly reined by PRC surveillance against me. recent months my throat more and more choked by phlegm, I had to cough hard to spit it. my backbone also turned inflexible: after standing up it takes quite few seconds to waist straight from sitting. usually the most exciting moment in a week is gathering my son, woz, on Sunday weekly. his sinful mom tentative separates us, frequently change my son's timetable to drive my son away from my side. God dad, the drizzle turns heavier. dad God, my life runs full and merry. no matter how sinister attempted to ruin it. grant us our web business booming and self-relies. bring us sooner Royal China for better future. bring me my Crown Queen from Japan, Asoh Yukiko, for my second baby, billing zhu. God dad last salary means so much for us. my worn shoes, which embarrassed me again last raining Sunday when it was wet being handled to spa keeper, now replaced by new one. my son glad with his new chromebook bag he chose his own. God dad, in coming alipay credit returning day, let us anxious free. thx God dad, for surfing hard time so smooth regardless PRC war time preparing period, thx for skipping us from trifle grudge in the failing and doomed authority.

May 26, 2018

this month my salary from QRRS exceptionally supportive: nearly 600 additional totals ￥3600, and my younger brother gifted me ￥200 for update my wrecked shoes. with it, I bought my son, woz birthday cake a dearest one, ￥128 fruits cake titled 和风莓语. we designated praying for Japanese spiritual and English.the cake shop near my dorm and kindly offered us a set of stainless steer cake knife and forks. my son lately returned from his school, near 7 pm, for his school forced even grade 7th students to have night class aiming better performance in rat race entrance exam of elite senior middle school. his mom this time actively joined us in celebration. woz, and all us likely enjoyed the delicacy, fruit cake. after first round of eating cake, my son lent himself to my planned task abrupt, setup his new account in google chrome for easy access family asset book. that lasted more than an hour and wonderfully done. I then left, urging my son listening and watching more English as cliche. on bus station, the last bus line missed. I walked 2 bus stops to return my dorm, and busy with publishing video and photo captured in the ritual birthday onto web till 11 am. in this deep sleep I dreamed 2 kind of different animals, 獾 badger and a kind of Chinese sound like "揉", both like sloth or pangolin. the training and performance of district summer sports game Qiqihar municipal requisites on going now again, near 8 am and loudly outside. I saw in these days how the expropriation costs, esp young lives, their decency and creativeness in change of collective cheap mob. dad, my son's class was lucky out of the chaos. guide us away from burning turbulence of PRC war time preparation. grant us our job meaningful and rewarding material and spiritual. in this windy morning, dad God, let the world witness how plenty our joys, perfections in our living spectrum.

woz taller now 12 years.

May 25th no doubt a sunny day, in the cloudy week. but since the morning I felt gloomy. I looking for it to reunite my son so much that sores. before heading to fetch birthday cake I trying complete remnant work concerning my future 2nd child, billing zhu's facebook account, which disabled by facebook cluelessly, the freaky dominant social network more and more likes a giant monster. I then claimed another fb account under id billingzh , and added it to admin of facebook page, billinzh. that morning before my work starts, the internet is dead. buzzed the dorm director who confirmed that fiber optic cable damaged by ongoing refurnish in 3rd dorm of QRRS dorm. waiting awhile I yet can't access vpn so I open my compute stick which has builtin vpn under windows. then I found the mini computer frequently automatically shutdown. later probe found likely usb power insufficiency is the cause. in first frustration I tried to reinstall windows 10 now that a month passed yet it can't get its creator edition upgrade, lest intrusion of malware. then found my downloaded iso image months ago broken, failed to install. likely sinking PRC surveillance intervened my download. for time limit I left rebuilding open and took bus to fetch woz's birthday cake booked online in the early week. I obviously felt failed on bus even didn't figure out why. in the cake store I mandated to show groupon code but my vpn on android phone failed to open shared sms logbook on gdocs and last ten minutes before settled. I tried to tease a young girl in the shop, claiming last 2 years when I fetched cake there was only a female, now 2 boys and 2 girls there so it must be prosperous. the girl don't understand but politely responded. on bus to woz's house, I more or less in peace. out of his elemental school the grandma also there fetching him, but soon left. my son in shabby white shirt and told me he just in performance within 20 kids performed e-piano for celebrating some event. and the weekends also shifted to next day, ie Monday will be Sunday agenda and so on. I just can't in ritual mood. arrived his mom's house, I arranged woz to setup birthday cake and shot for publishment. woz also less elated like last year's birthday with cake. when I asked him his plan for future, he again claimed want to travel, aside higher school exam score. that both failed me. exam score less important to me, an entrepreneur prospect of future my son, either, and travel with his sinful mom just too risky and reckless. and he previously claimed he want less travels after last 2017 lunar spring festival hometown tour. he must lured by his desperate mom who sought escape all times. he didn't eat much birthday cake I bought, which likely bigger and dearer than last year's. I also felt no mood to taste the delicacy, and soon left there. on way to return my dorm, I first thought It was just a case to refrain myself from indulging dwelling with my son weekends. I can suffer and that's all. woz can enjoy light heart everywhere and anytime. in dorm I published event photos and videos and more turned peaceful. then I gradually saw sins and risks in my son's spiteful mom's death journey. my son shouldn't take the bait to sink, by the weight of his mom's dirty tuitions she gathered in shameless home hours from preying PRC cheap parents. I sms my son lately around 10pm and told him my thoughts upon the undue consumer commodity harmful for a kid, for its his dying mom's entertainment, meaningless and drainful. in the next morning I napped all the morning, gathering courage to cope my loneliness and self-supportive. I decide to live up with my sites, zhone portal, for holy commitment and longest prelude of my 1109 years life of China Empire inherited from my ancestor, from my dad, God in Heaven now, for my son and my offspring still at large in their idle times ample and anxious free. God dad, I pray for strength and luminance inside for glow and growth. I pray holy mercy for the aging and solitary in molding my kingdom and generations. Dad God, I saw so many meanings in comparing Mideast and Eastern Asia, and life's withering and blossoming and their mountain difference. let me put it under lightment. let my mission more prominent, Dad God.