Emotion brought by weather forecast

In fact, I am really unnecessary. The TV set in her family must be bigger than that in my family, with complete functions and strong clarity. The effect of watching the weather forecast is much better than that old and broken TV in my family, what’s more, she must also have a mobile phone like a small computer, which can know the weather at any time. We have known each other for two years. In the past two years, I have been watching the weather in her city almost every day. If the weather forecast said that there was light rain in her city, I would think, did she go out with an umbrella today? If the weather forecast said that there was a heavy rain in her city, I would think that she would not go out today. She would catch a cold in the rain, and it would be dangerous to go out because of the heavy rain. If the weather forecast said that the wind had cooled down in her city, I would think, would she add clothes today? Sometimes she will send a text message to tell her the weather in her city. What’s wrong with me? Will keep her warm and cold in mind. But I know clearly that there is a wonderful emotion in my heart. If you have a love, you have a care, not to mention, I am people who attach great importance to feelings. She is also a person who has been through wind, Frost, rain and snow. She is strong-willed. Her character has the gentleness of women and the fortitude of men. She can cope with the changes of seasons and the sudden changes of wind and clouds. Oh, I am really afraid that she will be attacked if she ignores the weather forecast. However, I was wrong, because I clearly saw that she stood in the changing time and space, wearing a white dress, which could not only keep out the cold but also shelter the wind and rain, and nothing could penetrate her body. Only my eyes can see through her skin. Her red blood vessels and nerves, like the longitude and latitude lines on the weather forecast map, spread all over her trunk and brain like spider web. However, her mind is like a high-speed train, full of secrets only known to her. She drives at high speed on the tracks of blood vessels and nerves without starting point or ending point. Prediction is a kind of prediction, then it is prediction that there is a danger of failure. Prophecy is also a kind of wisdom and courage to challenge nature and yourself. I think, in the distant sky, there must be many meteorological satellites monitoring the Earth’s every move and change, and timely transmitting information to the people on the Earth. Of course, it is best to pass it on to I am in the first time. I can pass it on to her in the first time. How proud and great I am in front of her! Can she understand my mood? The female announcer of the weather forecast is really beautiful! The sound was as clear as raindrops jade plate, just like her. The male announcer, the young man is really handsome, the voice is also nice, thick and slightly magnetic. Whenever the weather changes, they will remind people to take umbrellas, add clothes, which way can’t go, etc. Such humanized broadcast of weather forecast makes people feel very warm. Their voices swept across the mountains and waters of the motherland from east to west and from north to south. Of course, they also swept across the city where she was. Did she see the weather forecast today? Ah! I sat on the sofa staring at the TV and thinking about her. The weather forecast program passed without knowing it. I stood up and got up a cigarette in a depressed place. After a while, go to the computer in the study to check it.

Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) Phoenix Mountain Spring Tour

After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon…

Enter June

In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

The confusion of summer night

I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool…

Love story

Lover dies, lover…

Bring a pot of cloud and water zen heart to find dreams in Jiangnan

From then on, I played a song “Dream Jiangnan”, which was only for you and played well. Your shallow smile makes me deeply intoxicated. No matter how the season goes, I will never walk out of the sea in your eyes. Today, I put my dream in the rain Lane in Jiangnan, standing in the mist, I feel like a lost child. The wind blows on my body, blowing the chill in my heart. At this moment, I am miss your affectionate hug. My Jiangnan rose petal rain everywhere because of your arrival. Just because of you, there are poetic scenes everywhere. I don’t know whether meeting you is a robbery or a fate. I only know that at the moment I saw you, my heart was like a blue, and when my heart moved, it would bloom and pour the city. I am very afraid that the love between you and me is just a gorgeous fireworks show, and then our story sank to the bottom of the sea; I am very afraid that without the warmth of your fingers, loneliness and loneliness will follow me all my life; I am very afraid that you are just a moment of drunk joy in my misty rain in southern miles, and I will not understand until I finally have only a stream of tobacco. After meeting you all over the city, it turns out that you are the one I look back on QbAidu. After meeting you, I realized that you are the deepest waiting in my life. After meeting you, I realized that love didn’t need time and reason; I didn’t understand until I met you. From then on, I just want to play a unique and beautiful love legend with you. Only when I saw you did I understand that the episode of You and me pretending to love each other for three minutes will always be my unforgettable memory. At the moment when you took me into my arms, I suddenly realized that you, the visitor from Jiangnan whom I have been waiting for, was the green shirt that snuggled with me on the boat in my dream. Falling in love with you, I saw that the whole world smiled at me and said, in this life, you have always felt that you have a dream falling in Jiangnan, and I am the woman you love in your dream; You said, god once arranged many love corners for me to meet you. You said that fate had given me too much melancholy in fact to let me experience the great surprise you brought me. When I knew that you were devoutly burning incense and praying in Buddha front, my heart told me that no matter what you did in this life, no matter what you did, no matter what you did in the depth of King’s luck, I would be with you! As long as you are by my side, I am willing to go to hell! A little smile, a pillow all night, who lost weight in lovesickness? I believe that the meeting and love between you and me will not be Lanzhou strayed into strayed into lotus flowers profound; I believe that I am the lilac you are looking for, and you are the Jiangnan in my dream. You will be the story that I will hide forever in my life, and I will be the scenery that you will never want to be known. For you, I will love myself well; For love, I will love you well. In the future, no matter you see or not, you will never leave in my heart! I love your gentle appearance. I love you with some silly actions. I love everything and everything about you. Jun, I, a woman who makes you happy and makes you sad, would like to play a flute for you, a butterfly dance for you, and a lotus flower for you, waiting for you all your life. I really want to retreat from the red dust with you and find a place of Qingyour. Let Qingshan, Brook, bamboo tower, fence and smoke become the most beautiful scenery in my life, let coarse tea and light rice become the delicious food that you and I will never give up. One flower, one world, one leaf, one pursuit. Three thousand weak water, just take a scoop to drink. Jun, I would like to lock the gentleness of lowering my head for you, so as not to let others see the beauty and charm of my beloved. When you told me that when you left that day, the river waves aroused the ripples of your sadness and the wheel ran over your endless heartache. I understood that although you left, your heart was left. You don’t know how much I am miss you and me. How much I am miss the moment when your fingers pass through my long hair, how I am miss the moment when your lips Kiss My Lips, Jun, you don’t know, how much I wish you could take my heart away that day I am. Discrete is easy to get together. When will you continue to meet with the King? If I read a sentence that once the sea was hard to be water, except that Wushan was not a cloud, what kind of state of mind would it be? What kind of intention should I say if I wish to be a one-hearted person without a white head? What kind of mood should I feel if I read a sentence that the world of mortals has its own infatuation, and don’t laugh that the infatuation is too crazy? If the love between you and me is destined to be separated, then I will be willful again for the last time, with a little pride, I will turn around and leave before you turn around. Jun, I don’t want to leave! This is my deepest and most real inner monologue; Jun, don’t leave! This is my deepest and deepest inner call. If one day you hide in my Jiangnan ink painting, I think I will wait for the old in smoke alone. Bodhi has words, the years have hidden love, even if I wake up in a dream, even if I can no longer touch your warmth, I am still willing to be independent for you, three lives and three generations, I am willing to the humbling for you, move love into a silent love song. In this life, I would like to love only you, no matter which season, I don’t want to be separated from you. Jun, please don’t let go of my hand if you love me! On the day of birth, I would like to buckle with the ten fingers of Jun. In the April day of love, I would like to admire Fang Fei side by side with Jun, get drunk in the sun, and go to listen to the fishing boat in Jiangnan water town to sing the night. Jun, let you and I support a oiled paper umbrella together and go to a red dust and smoky rain in the Van Gogh of the ancient temple. Take me away! Let’s take a pot of cloud and water zen heart on the smoky rain Willow Bank to find dreams together. Jiangnan Wen \Yu dances alone QQ 1904223318Zan (prose editor: dripping ink into injury) Phoenix mountain spring outing

After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon…

Enter June

In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

The confusion of summer night

I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool…

Love story

Lover dies, lover…

Love has been lost for years, paying tribute to you one by one, my seamless wife

I am still the same place as the lone swallow in pairs. Such a day. Such a time and such a number of years. You have stayed here for a long time. You don’t want to walk with me any more. Your Grave has not added new soil for a long time. Like a bald and abrupt avatar. Your full forehead is covered with weeds, covering your beautiful face. I can’t see it. The wind and rain washed away year after year. The wild wind blew, killing the memory cruelly. I cried in the wind. I don’t know how many years I can live, so I don’t know how many times I have to repeat such a scene in my life. You are like a hibernating pupa. This makes me give up all the sleep time and open my eyes to accompany you to look at it. I think you can’t sleep. It is already a bad habit for me to pay for the order. People say it is not easy to get happiness. But you made our happiness so simple. Come easily and go to sorrow casually. You can’t spin-dry dear, I can’t even say you. You are playing a naughty game with me willfully and a rain of grief in heaven. You seem to have exposed your toes after washing with tears, dear. This adds sadness to the clear sky. I am by your side at this moment. Left or right. I hold your tombstone. I touched your name. I don’t want to cry out. Your online name is happy to keep you like this for me in this life. But this kind of happiness of mine is painful and cannot be compared with others. At this moment, I am so close to you. My lover. I know you sleep in a dream but I can’t get in. I can hold your hand. When spring blossoms, it is still so cold? It’s the same temperature as my chest. Talk to me. Tell us that our love cannot last long. Talk about how the body and soul are transformed. I think your smooth and delicate body has been corrupted into soil. It must be. Because the love we once had can no longer keep fresh in my heart. I am actually worthy of our agreed love. In the bustling and boring world, I have not been able to keep you as jade. I think you will be the solitary wild goose of another world. We fly solo in both yin and yang circles. You don’t have to forgive me for this, dear. You can hate me, cry and scold me. Curse me with a spell you have never used. Why don’t I talk to me? Honey? Come out and talk to me. Why do you look like a dead man, darling? Look, I’m angry. I sat in front of you like this. Half a cup of residual wine and a wisp of cigarette. I just want to have a good sit-down with you. As a wife, why did you leave your husband behind? You know the impermanence of the three classes. Do you know that abandoning hair knot is the biggest non-women’s way? I offer such a grand sacrifice to you and our love. In fact, I should have been indifferent to such deep-rooted feelings. Soft and kind you ended our love so cruelly. You always said let me be a big tree, but you know how eager I am to lean against a grass because the scene of my farewell to you is too grand, so why don’t you come online when you go there instead of coming back? Do you want to remain invisible to the grave forever and not see me?

Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) Phoenix Mountain Spring Tour

After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon…

Enter June

In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

The confusion of summer night

I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool…

Love story

Lover dies, lover…

Lose to Love 3

The other side said it was 17th day of next month. I’ll tell him if it’s convenient for you. The doctor took off the stethoscope hanging around his neck, young man. Have you talked with your family? Why didn’t the girl who answered my phone know that you wanted to donate liver? I have no family. The person who answered the phone was my former subordinate, and now I can’t rent GARDEN SNOW of her house. Doctor, I will come on time on 17th day of next month. Is it afternoon or morning? After signing his name on the document, he stood up. I’ll let you know when this happens. The recipient is Xu Likai. The doctor’s words shocked the broken girl. What! The recipient is Xu Likai! Doctor, I will not have the operation. After reaching for the file and tearing it up, he went out. After coming out of the hospital, my mind was in a mess. Why is this bastard who can’t get away?! Fortunately, he tore up the contract, otherwise he might save his life. Damn it! The hell is going on! It was already dark when I returned to my residence. Holding a bottle and pouring wine into his mouth, he almost fell down with both hands. Brother Key, why are you drinking again? Brother Key, wake up! Yamei dragged him back to the room and let him lie down. Quiet and quiet people in Yu Jing’s sleep vaguely shouted her name. Yamei watched him shed tears. Sister, the decanting soup is ready. Do you want me to feed it? Sister ~ Yahui went into the room with soup and saw sister sobbing, what’s wrong with you? It’s okay. I’m okay. How did you become so strange today? Yamei looked at her sister, who was dressed in a non-mainstream dress, smoking and smoking naturally. You don’t know that, do you? Today, there is a South Korean smecta in the class. It’s really handsome!!! I’m going to get him. So I want to cheer up!!! Then she placed another pose to show ya Mei. OK OK OK.. You go out. Brother key is not feeling well. Yamei pushed Yahui out but didn’t expect to make Yamei hit the wall opposite to them! This Chinese smecta doesn’t like you at all. Why are you so kind to him! Ignore You! Brother Key, wake up. Yamei shook it gently, and the latter sat up. Thank you, Yamei. You go out first. I’ll drink it now. I want to sleep again after pouring a large bowl of sober up into it. You go out. Brother key, I’ll bring you the meal later. Yamei walked to the door with an empty bowl and heard that Yamei said, I will not donate dirty. I have no money, why don’t you blow me out? How do you live after I blow you out? Besides, you are the boss of all of us. How can I touch my boss outside? So, you can live at ease. It’s all your business to do it or not. Good Dream ~ ya Mei made a face at him and went out. Close your eyes and recall everything about the company at that time. How rich it was at that time. The company was the home of all of us. Now because Xu Likai is gone; Damn it! While in the other room, Yamei cried out of breath, so Yaohui could only watch her cry. Why doesn’t she want to be his girlfriend in charge of his affairs. Why didn’t she want to persuade him to cheer up? But he didn’t appreciate it. People all know that strong twisted melons are not sweet, so Yamei is waiting for a period when they can be together. In another corner of the city, Xu Li was furious.

Zan (prose editor: dripping ink into injury) Phoenix mountain spring outing

After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon…

Enter June

In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

The confusion of summer night

I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool…

Love story

Lover dies, lover…

Peach blossom Xiaodu

My ferry stopped under the peach blossom ferry on the north bank of Hanshui. I passed the pedestrians, and also passed the years when I was getting old. Time and space are speechless, and you can see all the reasons in the world. Under the peach blossom crossing, our fate is only the annual light contained in the river spring water. You came from the white stone in the green forest, and the sleeves were stained with the clouds of Phoenix Mountain. In the spring breeze, your smile is like the morning dew shining on the leaves of the rice field. I dare not speak, just looking at the water plants at the bottom of the river quietly, I don’t want to disturb the silent swimming fish. You wander around the ferry, you look around the ferry, but you don’t see my ferry parked under the willow. I held up the penny in my hand and dived into the water. Egrets perched on the shore were shocked and flew to the opposite sandbar one after another. You found my ferry, looking back at your smile. Why didn’t the penny in my hand work? I will dock the ferry firmly where you wander. You looked at me with your searching eyes, I nodded, and you boarded my ferry. At this time, the wind blew from the South Bank. The peach blossom forest beside the ferry was wandering in the wind, red and red. Petals flowed along the river and fell on my ferry, just where you stood. Your smile is like the petals kissed by a fish in the water. You sit down at the bow and look at the spring colors on both sides of Hanshui. On the South Bank, the cauliflower is golden, the bees are surrounded by butterflies, and the swallows are whispering; On the north bank, the peach blossoms are blooming, red like rain, and the mountains are green. I have long been accustomed to playing with the fish at the bottom of the river with the long penny in my hand. In the silent sunshine, we are so close but so far. If the ship passes through Jiangxin, I think I can’t keep silent like this. I sang a fishing song with the flavor of Han Shui flush. The song was simple and aroused the fiery soul of Qingshan. First, you looked at me in surprise, and I still sang like this. You gradually get used to it, listen silently, and silently look at the fishing fish hiding in the water and grass at the bottom of the river. Only a penny away from the south bank, my fishing song slowly disappeared. Before the sunshine could keep silent, you looked up at me and asked with a smile: How far can this fishing song spread? I held out the last penny and replied with a smile: just a river of spring water between cauliflower on the South Bank and peach blossom on the north bank. The ship stopped steadily beside the rape flowers on the South Bank. You went ashore and turned back. At this time, your smile was like the golden stamens competing with the sun on rape flowers. Then you turned away and walked into the warm cauliflower. When I turned the bow and prepared to return to the Peach Blossom ferry, the south wind blew, and the peach blossoms piled up in the bow dispersed with the wind and floated on the water surface. The fish kept silent, no longer kissing bright petals or playing with my penny. The ferry is not close to the heart of the river. I can’t help looking back. You are looking back in the depth of cauliflower. Your smile is like a gorgeous meteor, and it is hidden in the ocean of cauliflower for a moment. I hold up my penny and continue my return journey. A penny cut through the spring water, a penny teased the swimming fish, and a penny melted into the silent waiting of the peach blossom ferry. Under the peach blossom ferry, my ferry waited quietly. In the peach blossom, my ferry came and left, while the scenery on both sides of Hanshui was still the same. The same peach blossom drifted in the same south wind, the same song sounded on the same spring water, and the same penny played with the same swimming fish. Who would be my next ferry?

Zan (prose editor: Ke Er) Phoenix mountain spring outing

After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon…

Enter June

In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

The confusion of summer night

I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool…

Love story

Lover dies, lover…

Cinnabar is in my heart, and I love you in the world.

On the night of early summer, my heart was tired. I like to hold a cup of light fragrant tea and snuggle quietly in front of the window to find the home of my heart. Summer Wind blew away my long hair and also danced the wind chimes on the window sill. The crisp Symphony was melodious and confusing. An inspiration suddenly attacked my head and soul. Suddenly, I wanted to write an article about you. Without thinking, the title appears in front of me. Cinnabar is in my heart, and you are in love with the world. Among the hundreds of years of life, the ups and downs of the tide are one day, flowers bloom and blossoms are one season, and wax and wane is one year. Life is learned during the journey, and time is settling to generate fragrance. After the taste of red dust and the weight of love, I feel that the rose of true love is fresh and pleasant; After seeing the prosperity of the world, Fang feels that it is true that it is plain and light. After a long time of ordinary and dusty days, Fang felt that missing you was also a strange romance. This kind of sincere memory is only known to God, you know and I know. Some people say that life is short, don’t miss people you shouldn’t think about, don’t miss people you shouldn’t read. However, I believe few real people can do it. Ordinary people like to miss the past. Beautiful as before, where does this word come from? Perhaps, the first love complex is the answer. The lover of first love, even if he is poor and penniless, even if he has never given you a penny and never sent you a present, even if he has never held your hand and never said that I love you, even if he used to be reserved and timid in Myanmar, even if he has 10,000, he is always in the forefront of the star world in your memory. I have been pursuing a calm life! However, God never let me succeed. Therefore, in my ordinary and extraordinary Munich, the wind is flat and the waves are still not quiet. Sometimes, it is inevitable that there is a feeling of embarrassment. Whenever I am so helpless, I will stand by the window and look at the familiar you in the sky. The missing flowers walked along with the white clouds, slowly gathering into a knot. There is no skillful craftsman in the world who can open this knot except you. The barrage of life cannot stop my ideological trend towards you. Although there are too many disappointments in life, the memory of first love is always fragrant, charming and fresh. Your young face and smile will always bloom with the glory of youth. I have been unable to drive you away from my mind, so you are still young in my heart. The campus in memory is always so unforgettable. The memory of you is always like the flower season. The spotless flowers on the balcony are fragrant. I admire the beautiful flowers, lament the flowers and appreciate the ups and downs of life. Taste the fragrant tea in your hands slowly, and the ups and downs of life come with chewing. I held my chin with my left hand and pulled out the stringless piano in my mind with my right hand. Unconsciously, I couldn’t help rolling my body into the curtain and looking at you in the distant sky. With memories, I asked myself, why can’t I forget you? The answer is: life is in a variety of ways. Although we have no destiny, it is also a kind of happiness. Because we are still beautiful in each other’s hearts. The flower of missing is full of the night sky. The rising fragrance accompanied by the detachment in my heart drifted leisurely to the night sky. The song of first love was sung by the moon. There is no twinkling XINGX in the sky, but you in my heart are clear and picturesque. At this moment, loneliness is like poetry and loneliness is like a song. Dear, please allow me to open my heart, the poetic wind makes waves, try to clog and sing you. I’m shouting to heaven here, can you hear me? I am hesitating against the sky here, have you seen it? I am wandering towards the moon here, do you feel it? Although the road of missing is pale and lack of Chen, in my life, I am doomed to be fettered with wandering. Dear, do you know? My Lonely Soul’s steps in exile have been lost in the water curtain gradually. Dear, let me put all my heart into your warm heart romantically because of my concern! Surge thousands of layers, open the horizon, people flow like Tide, shoulder-to-shoulder. No matter how many pedestrians I pass by, no one can make me remember so deeply like you. I can recite every detail of our deskmate. Every word we have said is still fresh in my memory. Through the sound and waves of the city, I pushed away the indifferent mind. I once rebelled against the original intention, like a fin and wings moistening. Cinnabar is in my heart, and I love you in the world. I put down my tea and released the gentle flood of my fingertips into the soft love water. I said to the night sky, dear city, please give me a quiet place and give me a chance to enjoy yourself. I look forward to facing secular barriers like the wind. However, I have been a mortal for a long time, and my joys and sorrows are often expressed vividly in articles. Ruizhao Capital, fragrant sweat. Among the four seasons songs, there are ripe rice orange, chestnut and osmanthus, and there are many people who like to regard the erosion of Haishi lip Tower as the confusion of life. Their eyes staring at money are always green and shiny. There are still many people who like the madness of having fun in time. To be honest, I don’t like repeated greasy corruption. Therefore, as early as before, when I was rolling and crawling in the society, I often put myself into embarrassment and embarrassment with a calm attitude. Why can’t you put it down? It should be said that love is in this life, but we live in the past life or the future life. In the warm and cold season, my heart is charming. I like to date with that yellow light green. I am a girl who loves dreaming. I often regard this loneliness as a date at cost. Because as long as I think of you in my heart, sentimental I will date happily. In computer games, steel arms were destroyed in the gray and blue mist. I never indulge in the characters in the game, but I often live in the fantasy world. I often think hard about the real life. Your figure is always getting bigger and clearer, getting closer and closer to me. Some people often say that distance is the most fatal injury! But I want to say: if I am in your heart, what’s wrong with the ends of the Earth? The tunnel of time is shuttling, but your shadow has been staying in the center of my tunnel. Every time there is such a scene in my brain, I will feel sad with a special liking. Most of the time, I will quietly wipe away the dust on my memory, open the initial emotions that blend into the deep memory, and gently moisten and sweet in my heart. The first love you, like a spring breeze or a touch of autumn, has become the most beautiful silhouette in my memory. Cinnabar is in my heart, making you love in the world and becoming the obsession in my heart. There is a familiar lyrics: when I am lonely, I can still hold you. How lucky should I be? My life is a scroll! When someone holds it up for reading, you will be recited thousands of times. Because the words on my scriptures are all because of your beautiful Lantula. A bitter man said to the monk: I can’t let go of some things and some people. The monk said: nothing can’t be put down. He said: but I just can’t let it go. The monk asked him to hold a teacup and then poured hot water into it until the water overflowed. The bitter person was burnt to release immediately. The monk said: nothing in this world can’t be put down. If it hurts, you will naturally put it down. Although this Zen statement is very philosophical. However, I am a fool who is too hot to loosen. Someone once asked me: can you sing at the same table? I answer: no! He said: you are really OUT! I smiled lightly, indicating the default. In fact, I can’t sing. Just because some singing will hurt to tears, I don’t want to touch that string lightly. You once said to me, you are a sentimental girl! In the past, I dare not answer you directly. But when facing you, there is always a throbbing of blushing heart. Tonight, when I write down words for you, my eyes are moist and my heart is bright. Cinnabar is in my heart, and you are lonely in the world. Tonight, the tears falling on the banana leaves wet the heart of the curtain people listening to the rain. I let my heart fly. Pigeon whistle came Your News. Said, the prosperity in the red dust isolated you and me. We are not people in the same world, and we are doomed to have no destiny in this life. In my memory, the wind leaking in from hedge gate blew away the sadness on my forehead, and even shook the osmanthus tree in front of the court to the fragrance of the yard. I looked down on the curtain, and the green brick patio filled a pool of coolness. A bunch of plantains held slightly aslope, like a love umbrella, standing pretty and upright in the center of the memory. The dew on the umbrella leaves overflowed with dim light, reflecting the cinnabar tears in my heart. Some Saints said, take the right path in the world, pursue the three wealth, do not abandon, do not go to extremes, and master the balance. Like a stream, it is easy to shout at the source and jumping happily. Through the mountains and valleys, I went to the vast expanse of ocean singing all the way. The eyes that Miss you trembled slightly with the memory, and the crystal clear round beads poured down from the umbrella leaves, which made a cold splash on the earthly green slabstone. The tears of missing you are covered with moss that people sigh. Under the marked steps, a canopy of snow rose rose rose rose along the rain, such as the first love story of Cinderella. The Sun of missing is no longer enthusiastic. I was in the sea of flowers, listening to the whispering of flowers. Finally, I reluctantly sneaked into the horizon and returned to his world. At the moment I turned around, I heard the words of flowers from another world. A kind of love flowed among the flowers, and I sensed the collision between the mountain and the ground in my heart. There is a Western saying: Roses are not fragrant because their names are not roses. Therefore, I will not cherish everything in reality because I don’t have you. The years are quiet, and the years are moving around. I gently lean on the corner of the season. According to the fragrance of words, I will shake my thoughts like water into the beauty of the tip of the pen. Love is a flower growing on the edge of a cliff. If you want to pick it, you must have courage. Carry a surging song, bring a romance of missing, and remember the warmth of sincerely sending along the way. Let the season in my heart bloom forever with roses waiting for love. Cinderella, I stand for you in the posture of a snow rose, and watch a cinnabar in my heart in the tenderness of your fingertips. Missing you, the heart is far away from the mundane, beyond the boundary of time and space. I know you in this life, no matter destined fate in my previous life or improper arrangement from God, I am full of infinite gratitude. Dear, when you finish reading this article, I believe you can understand how deep I love you. Plato said: Since love, why not say it? If something is lost, it will never come back! Yes, it is now or never. Love is the soul of love, you are the embodiment of love, I am and other roses of love. Although we have a heart-to-heart relationship in this life, we sigh that this love will not be cured in the hope of fish, and we will see again in the next life. Ying Yihuai’s poetry and painting are in the end of his pen, and he can finally win the sunshine. Picking up the lingering drizzle, watching the vicissitudes of life with a free and easy smile of the wind, passing through with the elegant and light clouds, sitting on the years with the attitude of flowers, writing life with indifference, and spending time with Enron, let the day rise in the firewood, oil and salt, let the life a beauty passed away in the coarse tea and light rice, and let Liang Zhu’s love charm bloom in your butterfly love with me. Wen Yue is in the sky, cinnabar is in my heart, and you are in love with the world. The warp scroll is in hand, and the peace is so simple. With you in my heart, it is sunny. Cereals can also fill the belly; A quiet room can also cultivate one’s mind and improve one’s character; Half a cup of light tea can also be elegant and fragrant. Tonight’s window is very beautiful!

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Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) Phoenix Mountain Spring Tour

After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon…

Enter June

In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we…

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Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

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Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

The confusion of summer night

I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool…

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Lover dies, lover…