<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></title><description><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link><image><url>http://direct.ecency.com/logo512.png</url><title>RSS Feed</title><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link></image><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Thu, 30 Apr 2026 16:49:55 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="http://direct.ecency.com/@btwyolo/rss" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Growing]]></title><description><![CDATA[Now I know why birds sit on telephone lines. They listen. I am either nine or ten years old. At the orphanage they call me Miguel. When I want to feel important, I say, “Call me Don Miguel.” I used to]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@btwyolo/growing</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@btwyolo/growing</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[btwyolo]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 27 Mar 2018 11:20:03 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/sML2JBPsdAyGmX5A4dS86FePrPTKhzorLosrWakh3ZgWyf1GyTt4ZXE7f5nUyTvn?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[和老师斗智斗勇的那些年]]></title><description><![CDATA[初中时，一天中午，和几个室友在学校不远处的河里洗澡。 旁边村里有个算命的瞎子，听到了我们的喧哗 。这个专门坑蒙拐骗的家伙，跑到学校对教导主任说，掐指算到将有学生会淹死在河里，愿意折阳寿三年前来告密。 主任将信将疑来河边一找，当场逮住，罚我们在校旗下跪了一个多小时。 本来就晒的油爆虾一样，瞎子还不依不饶，说折了阳寿，嚷嚷要钱，主任通知了家长，凑了二十斤鸡蛋才算了事。]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@btwyolo/49qmqy</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@btwyolo/49qmqy</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[btwyolo]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 26 Mar 2018 15:53:09 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[柴静：梦真重，像沾满了那些年的雨滴]]></title><description><![CDATA[                          12岁时我升入中学，每天从城北走到城南，成绩差强人意。]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/love/@btwyolo/2zf2ss</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/love/@btwyolo/2zf2ss</guid><category><![CDATA[love]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[btwyolo]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 26 Mar 2018 15:47:15 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/sML2JBPsdAyGmX5A4dS86FePrPTKhzorLosrWakh3ZgWyQNcYVefASw2c8UxjUeS?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[拥有梦想的人不做选择题，他们只做证明题]]></title><description><![CDATA[ 是安于现在的生活并且学着享受庸常，还是甘冒下坠的风险振翅飞往远方？ 这是我最近经常看到的问题。说实话，我也觉得非常惊奇，竟然有那么多人，觉得现实在一点点埋葬自己的梦想，同时又没有足够的勇气跨出一步。每次说到看不到的山那头，海的那一端，总有无数颗小心在各个地方黯然破碎。仿佛一夜之间经过了四十个星球，却没有一个星星上能种出玫瑰花来。]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@btwyolo/6enm7w</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@btwyolo/6enm7w</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[btwyolo]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 26 Mar 2018 11:02:33 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/sML2JBPsdAyGmX5A4dS86FePrPTKhzorLosrWakWRiLMsxAeHjFUu2u745gZK4nS?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Sound of a Longing]]></title><description><![CDATA[The more I think about the construction man, the more convinced I am that deep down, at the far reaches of our cores, a type of pool sits unmoved, quiet, it’s form held in place by its own inertia. It]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@btwyolo/2tnqoa-the-sound-of-a-longing</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@btwyolo/2tnqoa-the-sound-of-a-longing</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[btwyolo]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 26 Mar 2018 10:53:42 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/YpihifdXP4WTySVi815wTBS1cviU2Mho5Jm3v8vrH4twUib2tumm8n8MJRxPr9ZWGuSH14Sk4K67oLi2nApLvkj6BZWD8XyNbKdUzRhxaC1YP92nes8BLDjb3Sc5vANFkJJ8Lbw7U5tR5M5Hud1NAYxom9H8Bcw3LPsgCbeS69pi?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Error]]></title><description><![CDATA[ Error]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@btwyolo/the-sound-of-a-longing</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@btwyolo/the-sound-of-a-longing</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[btwyolo]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 26 Mar 2018 10:28:21 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[背π，还是背诗？]]></title><description><![CDATA[                 想起了支教时，有个小男孩对我说，我将来要当作家，要把名字印在书上。他蓬头垢面，穿着一双好笑的红色塑料拖鞋，是他姐姐穿剩下的。我至今还记得那认真倔强的表情。多像曾经的自己。]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@btwyolo/p</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@btwyolo/p</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[btwyolo]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Mon, 26 Mar 2018 10:07:33 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/sML2JBPsdAyGmX5A4dS86FePrPTKhzorLosrWakWRiLMsxAZYzdN9VnxJLcFDKux?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item></channel></rss>