Unbreakable sadness

I have tried not to think about you many times and tried to give up on you many times, but the more this is, the more I can’t let you go. Sometimes people are always so stupid and stupid that they don’t even believe in themselves. I am reluctant to continue like this, I am afraid that I will go crazy; Others say that love will change a person, good or bad, but I really don’t want to interfere with these; I just want to forget you or stop loving you. I don’t want to live anymore. It may be a mistake to like you, but who can stop such a mistake? Maybe we don’t want to stop it at all. I don’t know when I started to like you, but since I miss you, my world has changed a little, becoming melancholy and self-abased. I am a very introverted person who doesn’t like to talk and doesn’t know how to be liked by girls, but I am a boy, I will also like girls, meeting you has added more flavor to my life. I have thought that maybe it may be an impulse to like you, and I often use it to comfort myself not to think about you again, but I can’t lose your shadow in my mind anyway, missing is really the pain of breathing. It is always torturing me. I have guessed countless times, will you like me a little? But I am in your eyes, you always turn a blind eye, you just care about work, I also want to do my best to help you, but I find that I really can’t do anything, I also often feel guilty for this. Maybe it is because I have feelings other than friendship that make me feel unnatural every time I see you, and it is also because you make me feel self-abased that I have never seen before. I think I still don’t know you well enough. I can never be shy to girls like others, so I dare not ask for help. Sometimes I really hate myself like this, I’m really useless. Seeing you walking with other boys, you are the only one who is sad. What can I do besides being sad? Only then did I know how painful your happiness is not for my feeling. Only did I know how great those who are happy when they see the people they like will also be happy. There is no vigorous confession, saying that I like you is just talking with you on Q, and the answer you give is that you never pay attention to the people around you. I don’t know what it means, but one thing is certain that you have never liked me, which is my wishful thinking from beginning to end. I never thought that some things were not like what I thought. I thought we could still be like before. I thought we could be like nothing happened, but I was totally wrong. It was like pouring water, and I couldn’t get it back. I work in the same department as you. I look up and don’t look down. There Are embarrassment everywhere. Sometimes I really want to escape. I want to quit this association, but I can’t. Our department is not enough, plus I am a boy, how can I leave the mess to them? Maybe time can dilute everything, but how much time can I have. The whole college life is almost over. People say that if you don’t love in college, you will be abnormal in college. I think I can only be the latter. I thought time could make me forget that I said I liked you, but every time I saw you, I couldn’t take it as nothing happened. Maybe we were still young and mature enough to lead to this result. I thought my life would be much better after being rejected by you. At least I don’t have to guess all day long whether you like me or not. Otherwise, how could I easily say that I like you? But I was wrong again. I thought I could stop thinking about you and treat you as a friend. I didn’t have to hide all the time any more. Liking you is already deeply rooted in my mind, and I can’t pull it out. It is really impossible to forget you, at least it is not possible now. I often can’t walk out of sadness. I don’t know what kind of person I am in your heart, maybe it is a clown! Maybe you will laugh at I am fool in a place I can’t see. How can a fool deserve you? I didn’t even have the courage to walk on campus. I saw those couples in pairs and the success of being confessed. Everything seemed to be laughing at myself. I didn’t blame anyone but myself for being too useless, only when can I get out of my sadness and stop thinking about you.

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…

So called Forever

Mode. This sentence pattern makes people sad and helpless. Don’t want to say so much. What is written is nothing but a pessimistic presentation. It doesn’t help. Disasters as big as society. The flood is ruthless. No one dares to refuse when it comes to human life. About personal family sadness, although groaning, sometimes someone will hear it. Gradually separated some words can no longer have their true meaning. The cause of blame can only show our poor and pathetic. I am heroic. But what’s the use? I said to you: I am forever to you. If you live for a thousand years, I will try my best to survive for five hundred years. I am half of you. The world is good enough. I can’t be picky. You are here. I will disappear. I will not manipulate words any more. The function of words ends here. My disappointment with words is due to my trust in words. In fact, everything belongs to bullshit if the world no longer loves me. Then I am looking for you and I imagine you are as pure as you are to this world. But I am indeed disorganized. I began to listen to distant calls. How far is it? The distance between me and you, I can’t break my fingers. People who love me say that I am getting thinner and thinner. Maybe I will suffer something I can’t imagine. I will be fat and bloated because of this. I will never make you miss life like this. I remember my life as running account 1.1 drops. About the future and dream, it is just a dream that has not yet come. Sometimes I tease the world and its components. But those things that do exist cannot be killed. Sometimes I really want to bury the whole life of the world, then kneel down and light a pillar of incense to cry. I believe I will live a lifetime. And die because of you. In this world, people only change what they like. I know you, and the most dedicated heart has climbed mountains and mountains for me. There is no domain name available.

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…

Let me meet the warm spring flowers in a beautiful day.

In autumn, there are always countless sadness in my heart. Little by little, the past of my years is scattered in the dead tree of my heart with the wind, the sunshine shines into my heart, and the flowing past is actually bright, who planted a seed in my heart, let the causal cycle take root, let the bright sunshine penetrate the moist soil, seems to be waiting for the emergence of miracles. If there is cold in the autumn wind, can you give me a warm hug? Gently rub my soft skin, let the heat spread all over my body, and fall into a relationship in the sad feelings. There is no need to be shocking, no need to be gentle, no need to swear, just pick up my sadness gently, put it on the chest, talk with heart, comfort with true meaning, melt sweetness in the heart, show the world, a smile, look back at a glance, hold one hand, a song, and whisper. There is no need to care for a long time, no need to continue the fate of three-Life stone, no need to keep the oath and chisel, as long as I hand a tissue when I cry; give me warm cereal in cold winter; When I smile, look at me with warm eyes, that’s all. If there is rain in the autumn wind, can you give me a small umbrella? You stand behind me, with a tall body that makes me look up with a head up. The autumn rain was cold, and I walked through the red tiles of the green wall to see the antique charm. Because of a rain, it seemed like the ancient town of Qinghe in Jiangnan Water Village. In the alley, time and space were interlaced. I seemed to be a girl with braids, holding the purple small umbrella, wearing a white cheongsam and colorful cloth shoes, walking on the underground splash. Ah, I am a girl like lilac, with silk sorrow in grief; A little hazy mixed with beauty; The innocence of the pulse is revealed in naughty. You were at the end of the alley, wearing a black suit, a white scarf around your neck, a black hat on your head, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. The cold autumn rain coming towards me made me shiver, back to reality, I looked up in your arms, looked at your tender smile, and found that the distance between you and me was just the height of an umbrella. This was the best way to let me look up at you forever. If there is warmth in the autumn wind, can you give me a smile to look back? After the rain, the sky is blue, blue is transparent, blue is warm, blue is lovely. White clouds are floating slowly, moving slowly with the wind. Sunshine is your naughty figure, sometimes hiding in the clouds, which makes me anxious. Sometimes I lean out half of my head, which makes me feel warm. Sometimes I show your lovely face, which makes me feel like a spring breeze. Sunshine, warm, slightly shining my eyes, stretching out my hands, the sunshine emit from the five fingers to my black hair, eyes, skin, this is your warm heart looking back, smile and say to me: You are my sunshine forever. If there are green leaves in the autumn wind with such a real, warm, comfortable and irresistible smile of love, can it inject fresh blood into life? The rows of evergreen banyan in the four seasons in the campus are straight like thick and round bodies. The branches stretch freely to the sky in all directions. The green leaves are thick and the roots are hanging on the branches one by one. One day, they grew to the ground and grew new Banyan. Thick roots, some grow deep into the depth of the soil, some extend to the soil, long roots firmly grasp the soil, day and night. Can you be like Banyan with thick leaves and umbrella shape, shielding me from the wind and rain, and letting the green blood wake up my hibernating heart again? The thick autumn, the wind in the autumn, the green leaves in the autumn, the vitality in the autumn, everything is so beautiful, the root passes through the soil of the soul, I smell the fragrance of the soil, I think, love again, I don’t want to miss such a good you. Fate is that I firmly grasp you like Banyan. If there are flowers in the autumn wind, can I see its beauty? In autumn, flowers wither, only the bauhinia in the South still Bloom proudly. Bauhinia, one by one, layer by layer, clusters, slap the same size, five petals, full of strength, grow outward, bend back, lift upward, light purple burning in the branches. You are the Bauhinia, burning in my heart all the time, the hope that never dies in the autumn day; The strong beauty in the autumn wind; The charming elegant demeanour in the autumn rain; The proud and strong in the autumn light. Fate is that you have planted Bauhinia hope in my heart. A person, wearing a white windbreaker, walking in the street of autumn, the breeze slightly blows my hair, thinking of yesterday’s you, is beside me; Thinking of our ten fingers, the temperature of your palm warmed my hands and my heart. Thinking of every street we walked together, people came and went, but they were with me, you are the only one who is closest to me. When I think of our smiling face and heart-to-heart, I know that I will never escape from the world you created for me in this life. When I think of, on the seaside, the sea submerged our feet and washed the dust on our hearts, adding a happy peace. I think of the wedding ring you put on for me, and what flashes is not its Crystal Light, but I saw that there seemed to be your sincere eyes in the ring. In this life, you gave me all smiles; In this life, you gave me all your youth; In this life, you gave me all your youth, give all tenderness; In this life, you have devoted all your efforts to me; In this life, you have devoted all your sincerity to me. In the red dust, through spring, summer, autumn and winter, I have experienced the fragrance of birds and flowers in spring and the blooming flowers; I have learned the heat and drought of summer; I have tasted the bleak autumn and the tragic beauty of maple red; frustrated in the cold and endless boundless winter. In the world of mortals, you and I depend on each other, hold hands, experience countless sad and happy years, those who used to be, your good, your hair, your smile, your warm eyes, your hot and warm hands are stored in my heart, fragrant in my heart, flowing autumn in the blood, slightly cool, warm, in my heart, all the sadness gradually melted after you left. In your the day you went away, there were sadness, pain and deep thoughts, but you told me like sunshine that you had never gone far, and it was still the scenery I forgot all my life. Tears Are Not the best memory for you, only a smile is the best memorial for our fate. It’s late autumn and winter is coming. I will continue to walk my life with your good wishes. I am looking forward to meeting the warm spring flowers on the best day.

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…

Shallow Love, flowing

Love may really have many kinds, but the eternal topic may even be love. This is also the most holy and chewed feeling. The two kinds of people in the world are really difficult to grasp this degree. Not enough, and a little regret. Several people are happy and several people are worried. Nowadays, more and more independent women are willing to add to the icing on the cake. Not to mention showing off, at least at ease. As a result, there were women who appeared in public, but for some men, they seemed to feel some pressure. In the traditional consciousness, women’s talent is virtue, but that era has been written into history, and now, it is dust-sealed. With the appearance of some lilac in that person’s mind, many kinds of love are hidden in the bottom of my heart, and I love you frankly if I dare not show it. Some women have been looking forward to these three words for a long time, and even asked them face to face. No matter what the result is, they are always worried. In the vigorous meaning of those women, subconsciously think that love will fall in love with it, love will fall in love with a dead heart, and feel scorned and disdained to those women who avoid talking about their world. I think this is not a woman, but a substitute at best. However, these things often backfire. Because, the deeper love, the more expectation, the more disappointments you will encounter. However, under the premise of limited managers, who can guarantee that there will be no aesthetic fatigue and love fatigue. Nowadays, bosom friends may be the supplements of lovers. No matter what color they are, they are all different. They are just the objects to talk to and the comfort of the soul. People who love deeply cannot tolerate a little stimulation, otherwise they feel that the sky will collapse immediately. Otherwise, their nerves will be tight and severe. If they are a little careless, they will always feel that they can’t bear it and drink to drown their sorrows, balance your mind with external stimulation. It is believed that it was falling from heaven to Icehouse and from a lady to a female slave, which suddenly led to a great change in role. The people they love are all focused on each other. You even ignore that you have become a multi-person world, with crystallization and parents. However, it seems that none of these have been submerged by firewood, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar tea, or desalinated. Suddenly, when being caught off guard by an accident in life, thorns appeared on the emotional Road, which impressed the other side. This kind of trace, it was unprecedented before. People who love deeply, selfishness of love and devotion of love are not allowed to have any difference, otherwise they will be nervous. Sometimes they find that their lover has a little happy contact with the opposite sex, and then they think about it, and then they will react in different ways, either bold or graceful. The final result is only one, which makes the other party disgusted and even doubts whether you have psychological problems. Isn’t this self-humiliation? Give up a forest for a tree; Give up a sea for a drop of water; Give up a sun for a trace of light? Love can be universal love, not only limited to love in the world of two people, but also affection, friendship and other feelings. In a pure way, then communicate more and bring happiness to your other half, that is a complete and complete happy world. Considering health, longevity and psychology, they are all winners. Therefore, this love, it is best to let shallow love flow, both sides will have an adaptation, will have the ability to protect themselves, or a kind of self-adjustment. Hurt others at the same time, also hurt yourself, the most is yourself. Therefore, shallow love is a treasure and a way to adapt well and have a long shelf life. Then, let it flow slowly in your heart and mine. For example, loquacious glide, gradually moisten, gradually sing. Do not learn the tide of the sea. There are both surging and calm. It is estimated that this person’s heart is unbearable. Love her (he) is shallow love, flowing slowly in each other’s heart, mutual harmony. This is a self-compiled scenery, and only this kind of scenery can have charm and lasting, and can witness the depth of love, the depth of love and the truth of love! QQ:779471069

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…

Flower-like girl, stick to beautiful love all her life

The most is the lovesickness dream, the most is the sad tears, the red light is shining, the wedding is beautiful, the Moonlight is hazy, the bride. The tears were hazy and broken, keeping the yin and yang together. If there is love in the afterlife, I would like to be a bird in the sky. I see, flower and moon. The girl’s black hair is thick and dense, smooth as silk. A red rope tied to the ponytail. Broad forehead, thin eyebrows and Phoenix eyes, beautiful and energetic big eyes are pure as crystal, tall nose bridge, red lips smile out a piece of peach blossom. When you see a stranger, you want to laugh and be ashamed. A pair of small feet wrapped in cloth shoes, with small steps, but also walking like flying. A floral cotton-padded coat, graceful figure, soft waist like willow. Such a girl grows between mountains and rivers. A peach garden not found by the world. Mountains, twists and turns, water, trickle. The aura of the landscape breeds a girl who is as delicate as the mountain and as smart as the water. Early in the morning, the Sun flowed like gold to the Earth. After washing, the girl put a few spoons of spring water into the pot and raised the stove. Sit down, keep living in the fire, add dead leaves and firewood, add a spoonful of coarse rice, cover wooden lid. After breakfast, the girl came to the chicken coop and spilled the leftover rice bran. The Cock shook its colorful feathers, as if she were still intoxicated in the loud singing at dawn. The sun rises higher. The girl was carrying bamboo Lou, standing in the field of water, catching a handful of green seedlings from behind and spreading them evenly into the air, leaving traces of her walking gently in the water. It’s getting light, and the sun is burning itself. The girl’s clothes permeated with less sweat. At this time, she was bending down and familiar with the rice seedling. In less than a few minutes, a row of rice seedling was neatly guarded by the ridge. At night, the girl lit kerosene lamp and embroidered the mandarin duck. The girl quickly passed the silk thread through the eye of the needle and made a knot. The colorful Mandarin duck came alive in her hand. In the middle of the night, the girl stepped on the board with her feet and shook the wooden machinery with her hands. The twine widened back and forth. In less than half a month, a bed of beautifully woven linen was done. Years flow, as gold. The girl has become a wife. The body is more plump, the more flexible your hands are, the more gentle your eyes are. On the wedding night, the candle was bright. It was the full moon when the night was hazy and the moonlight was shining. Everything became silent and soft. The groom got drunk and stumbled open the door of the new house. The groom gently lifted the girl’s red veil with a pipe. Under the Moonlight, the girl looked charming and shy. The bridegroom drank cross-cupped wine with her and put down the glass. The bride’s face turned red. The bridegroom looked at the beautiful girl in front of her affectionately, beating in her heart. Although they all know that The Harvey Girls is worth a thousand dollars, they are connected with each other in love and heart. At this moment, they hold their hands, lean their backs on their backs, keep silent, open their eyes and appreciate the moonlight outside, feeling each other’s body temperature, I spent a night silently. Love grows stronger. For five or ten years, she gave birth to children for him, she did housework for him, and she was loyal to him. He was also kind and righteous to her, and he never gave up. Sometimes, he would dress up for her, and he would hold up her long hair gently and carefully. He would tie the red hair ring that had been washed countless times for her. Sometimes when he went to the city for a fair, he would buy some cheapest and beautiful ornaments for her. Now, children have grown up and become birds from the nest, continuing their unknown life. They have been exposed to each other for five or ten years and have never quarreled with each other. When he was 70 years old, he drank too much wine, got caught in the wind and was paralyzed in bed. She took care of him as always. Every day, scrub his body several times, take medicine and eat for him, and clean the bedding wet due to incontinence for him. Eight years, eight years, day and night, she served him for eight years. He couldn’t speak, and his eyes were full of sadness and gratitude. His tears always flow for her. He thought, although he was a great misfortune, having such a kind and great wife was a blessing for his life! Finally, he went. He passed away with a deep attachment to his wife. She was so sad that tears always dropped on his photo frame. She burned incense and worshiped Buddha every day, praying that he could rest in peace in the spirit of heaven and eat well in heaven. She thought, if there is an afterlife, I will still be your wife! Their whole life is full of ups and downs, ups and downs, no wind, flowers, snow and moon, no oath of love, no sweet words, no words and silence are the themes of their lives. Silent giving is the transmission of their love, as long as there is love, happiness is around. Whether it is poverty or wealth, whether it is illness or health, whether it is life or death, they have done their life-long love for each other. Love, in fact, does not need too many words. Love is to put oneself in the other side’s place from the perspective of the other side. Love is to share weal and woe together!

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…

Love

At first, we should collect a ray of sunshine every morning and cherish the last ray of Moonlight. When the aftersound of butterfly is still ringing in my ears, when the Dream renders the desire into a full crystal clear, even if it is still a little thin, the romance of blues that has been started has already begun. I thought you were my hope to break the cocoon and become a butterfly, but you were my dear passerby. I often look for the rose lantern swaying at the end of the long street at the beginning of the lantern, placing my long hope on the dawn of the next day, repeating the song “Butterfly and Blue”. Running Barefoot In The Phantom of the night, hiding the heart of a flower quietly in the core, I believe there is a pair of familiar eyes watching at the end of the night, which is the destination of my life, it is the most beautiful appointment I don’t want to miss in this life. The dream becomes clear, and Dawn is also quietly dressing up himself. The desire to become a butterfly is our most beautiful appointment. In this way, I waited quietly in a posture every inch of time when people were surging. Thought was slowly dried and became a body; Missing was slowly stripped of the body and became the YILI red cinnabar. The Rose opened on your heart I am or the mosquito blood? Suddenly, I saw the helpless injury spreading all over my body from the sole of my feet. The song “Liang Zhu” dancing with time also came to an end in the Depression. I think of a sentence I have read: Loving someone is like a interpretation of time and space. One person dressed up and the other turned around magnificently. When you love someone, you and I are both audiences and smart people. It’s just that when we understand this, everything has already started to end in 2013, 12, 22,

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…

Love is nowhere to be found.

In fact, love has always been the happiness that has been searched for for a long time. If you fall in love with someone when you are young, then please try your best to love, love to the deep bones, love to the enchanting, love to the sky cloud is no longer white, love until the grass in the long autumn days is rotten, love until there is only one piece of water, love is better than everything, love until it can’t be loved anymore, then it is called love. ————– The loneliness after turning around, I was infatuated with Qiongyao’s books, the water in love was not blue, the love in green leaves and green branches was cold and hot, and there was that kind of simple, clean and lingering day, with the oath of love to the bone, it is the woman of true love. Even if love is only one day, it is love. If you love someone, you can love forever, you can love super dust, you can love the biggest wind and rain, you can love until the wind stops and the rain stops, that kind of love is in the bones. If there is a net in love, it is spotless. The first when love comes was the poem I read. When I was young, everyone always had such a deep love. Little Bridge flowing water, Aquacome the silent time, after a hundred years of love, there are still people looking for it. The jade bracelet of Jade is the light left by love, and love is far away from the noise of the crowd, love to gently paste, embroidered words into paintings, love is smiling, love to the end, life becomes fine, I would think of such quiet love. Touching the heart, there is a floating love written on the face, the long wind is mighty, there is a dream in the distance, a heart simply loves, let it live in the heart. Love in the future, I will make the words of love into bamboo sticks and put them on the desk. It is allowed that the five flavors are mixed and the ink is made into juice. Love will eventually have an answer. Love will take Lady White Snake (Bai Suzhen) of the journey. Love has no choice. Jingyixuan window, carefully collect love, love out of the mud, love on the leaves of phoenix tree, love in ordinary, please don’t be disappointed, love in the red dust noise, even if it is dark, even confused. All the encounters in the world are reunion after a long separation. Love comes to love at first sight, love comes to the bone, love comes to life in thousands of turns, love comes to the amorous feelings, love goes to the mountains and rivers, love to the small bridge, it is worth it. When winter comes and spring comes, the lament of autumn rain and red drops Miss love in time. The sweet love dances well and the strings of the years make Love Gorgeous. The eternal love is like opium, going to the twilight, love sweeps the fallen leaves in the autumn wind, turning time into another quiet, spring and autumn come and go, love, from green to full, to the witness of time, to the old world, when it came to the gap through time, it was enchanting and lingering. Love, is still a tree of ancient wood, is a hangover, years of fragrance, love is a smell of fireworks, thin cool to beautiful, how shocking that kind of beauty is. The love of lovesickness all over the ground has infinite hope and wait, and is like a fool to keep and read. There is a warm sun in love that has never been lost. The thoughts that fall in the brow rise in the 80-degree water tank. The love will be unforgettable and hopeless, the memory of love is evaporate to dryness in the annual ring, and love floats in the air, which is the direction that cannot be touched and reached in the whole life. I want to enrich my life with love and make love long with my life. Love has loneliness and joy, the eyes of love are tears, and the memories that love can never forget with a lifetime. The love of a lifetime, the 50 strings in the Jinse, the search in love, the innocence in the book, Love, cold coolness, love, the sin of addiction, love, lost yourself. The cocoon of love pain does not shout pain, love is bitter and astringent, every step of love is salty than tears, and it is better than sea water. Hu Lancheng is Zhang Ailing’s favorite man in her life. That kind of love is in full swing. That kind of love is unforgettable until her whole life. That kind of love seems to be the only one in this world. The nostalgia of love psychology, deep in love, read in the heart, the suffering of love, is the search of previous life, the encounter of this life —– love every minute and every second is a kind of joy, A kind of sadness, mixed mood, heartbeat to the limit. Hu Lancheng and Zhang Ailing’s love, love to a person’s past life, love to burn the fireworks of that place, cold, are lonely. Love, waiting for how many years, let people struggle with the heart, the color of love, is the cloud of punctuation throughout his life, such as smoke flying, such as the loneliness of the night. The love that I have been looking for in my heart all my life is just look at flowers in the fog. The waiting of love and the tide in my heart are aching and rushing. Love is like a Endless River. Five hundred years later, there is the warmth and beauty you want and the rise of love. So, with a smile, you can find the unknown journey, find the time five hundred years later, cry and smile, and then find the warm appearance. Five hundred years of the transition of the same boat, looking forward to the arrival of spring, the sunrise of love, silent wind swing, only willing to let love be free in the sky, Moon ice buried it. The sinomenium acutum of the branches climbed over the small bridge and flowing water. The smoke and dust in the old days were as cool as water. They shared color with the mountains, folded love into boats and listened to the silence. At this moment, I suddenly realized; Love is in the cold lingering golden screen Mandarin duck. The trees are green and gallery at hand. The lingering love has a road of no return. The broken lights and flowers are broken into the ground. The eyes of love are shining with the cool rhyme. Liu Lang weaving girl in the world, how many years have it been for each other to blossom the flowers of love, hate tears from the intestines, and isolate the dust love! Where did love go? Half-Life drifting, lingering and forgetting to return, love, in fact, has always been staying for a long time to find happiness. Falling flowers have become the past, love, waiting for a sudden departure, humid air and the smell of love, but I don’t know where it is or where it has gone? With each other, I thought about the love of my whole life. Some people came in and some left. I remembered right here waiting and looked back, years goes by after saying goodbye. Love is the deep feeling of ink in the pen; Love is waiting for time so well; Love is the memory of the passage of time; Love is rich and happy in the most gorgeous time. Love, there is no need to explain, with winter coming and spring coming, love is the wilderness of endless time, love is a sentence written by Zhang Ailing, Oh, are you here too? The rain of love drifts all over the lake. In the cold autumn night, love blossomed and fell into a panic. On the edge of the cliff of the world, looking for the direction of love, there are more desolation, a farewell song, learning moths and fires, stirring in the turn and looking back, crossing mountains and rivers to find the person who has already left, love was waiting for the end of the Earth for five hundred years in the past life. The days we passed together also became so desolate in tears. Love became a parting song. It was difficult for the sky to cross. Love was beyond recognition and nowhere to be found. There, there is broken string love, colored glaze on the barren cliff of time and space, there is a long lovesickness flying over, the waiting of love is just a lonely desolation and a goodbye gesture, the person who made you wait never returned. People who look at each other, listen to the silent echo of the wilderness, encounter the fragile bare in their own dust, love chews repeatedly, thin and cool. An encounter is a silent autumn red. In a period of old age, flying red flowers fall, love turns around and coast to coast. The edges and corners all over the body were leveled by the years. In The Dream of Love, whose name is no longer exposed. The pale statement of love fills the thick paper. No one is the protagonist any more on the stage of love, but don’t ask, let it all end! Love, let you go, walk more simply, don’t let me miss when you go, let history pass by, walk without trace. Love, muddy all the way, leaving like the wind of past memories, how dare I leave you in my tent, embedded on my title page; Love, let you go, don’t miss again, let him wrap in my darkstory. There are so many words of love that I can’t finish writing. Let the words of love have a long history in the tunnel and are embedded on the roof of the years. I felt sad and disappointed, and the warmth of love was a little bit. I didn’t tell the depth of love. After a beautiful match, Love returned to plain, and it also fell to the end. I was Aquacome and had no regrets, love’s hidden gathering and separation, those Aquacome days, time remember, always remember. The last fragrance of flowers floating through love, strange in the farthest distance of love, looking at the wind, flowers falling, the last parting of love, or deep or shallow marks, finally in their own well, each sunny day. Love can’t be found, nor can it be found anywhere. QQ1094670812

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…

Looking back, are you still there

Many years later, it was still the station and the crowds coming and going. I still stood in that position, but I was not accompanied by you. At the beginning, what I left was so safe and determined that I didn’t listen to anyone’s retention and persuasion and yearned for the colorful world outside. However, when I came to a strange city, the reality gave me a slap in the face, at the moment when I was homeless on the street for countless times, my tears and dignity disappeared. I began to miss you, miss home, and think of the city where I grew up, I thought about the beauty I had given up, and I wanted to cry again and again, because there was no one in the box of that big city who could calm down and listen to my home town story, no one cares about my thoughts. No one will ask me if I am homesick. What everyone cares about is whether you have money, where you work, and what degree you have. I began to become indifferent and indifferent, I began to use alcohol to kill my rest time, because only when I was drunk can I have the confidence to survive the loneliness that is the most difficult to survive. Finally, one day, I walked into the rental house scarred. Outside was the landlord knocking at the door quickly. Listening to the beating sound, I seemed to be crazy and depressed myself desperately, is such a big city really not a place for myself? I began to pack my luggage and set foot on my way home. I don’t know how to face the inquiries from my hometown, if someone asks me how I live outside? How can I answer calmly? If I say that I have a bad life, will someone laugh at me and say that as long as I leave here, I will definitely live better, what kind of mood do I have to go back now? Because I said I would live a better life, my parents held back tears and forced me to the train to complete my dream, because I said I would live a better life, dear, he said goodbye to me at the station with tears streaming down his face. My life is very bad now. Should I go back to find them? Will they welcome a loser home? Walking in the streets of my hometown, looking at the past neighbors, looking at those simple smiling faces, I am a little confused. Why do others have so easily the happiness and happiness they want to pursue for so many years. I came across a childhood playmate holding a boy over two years old. I summoned up the courage to come forward and say hello. I learned that she had been married for four years, and why did they dare to get married if she had no room, car or deposit, why are they not like those people in big cities saying: there is no chance to pursue happiness without money. Is that right? Is it? I kept offering discounts to others along the way. Along the way, the more I walked, the harder my head was. It seemed that I was more afraid of meeting more acquaintances, knight is afraid of meeting a person who wants to see and dare not see. Does that person live well? I am afraid that Yogueta will lead my wife and children to appear in front of me. How can I face it? How can I introduce myself and say that I used to live a better life in big cities, abandoned the first love that I had vowed to be together forever. The more I thought about it, the more sad I felt. I simply bowed my head and walked home quickly. I didn’t think what would happen when I came home. Back home, I still have to live, work, face everything I don’t want to face, pursue those dream things, and return to the cruel reality. I began to think and reflect. Can’t I achieve something if I stay in my hometown? Can’t I be happy if I stay in my hometown with him who is honest and honest? What did I get from my trauma after all these years of climbing and beating outside? The happiness I want is so simple. Why have I paid so much and it is so difficult to have it? Is it because I miss too much? I don’t know. I don’t know whether it is useful to regret now. I began to believe the words that the teacher said when I was in school: sometimes what you are looking for is actually by your side, it’s just that you didn’t find it, and you didn’t know it was what you always wanted until it was taken away by others, but it no longer belongs to you. Lying on my little bed, smelling sunny scent on the quilt, my mood was very steady. I was asking God, if I were given another chance, I would not choose to leave, I would wait in place again, I would not be confused, I will face it soberly. If I can go back to the past, if I turn back, will you wait for me again?

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…

Long-distance love, even a hug is a luxury.

In this world, what you fear most is that when you need love most, he is not there. When you look at the lover holding hands on the road, all you think of is him. Open your hand and hold it tightly, but it is full of air and loneliness. In fact, how much you think, you can hold his hand and see his smile on your side face. How many strangers did you meet at this time. Whether he was waiting for a green light in that place. Endless waiting is like a monologue. You often wonder what he is doing. Have you eaten on time? It’s cold and clothes are added. Also, when you miss him, does he miss you. I dare not tell him your sadness, for fear that he will worry about your sadness. Or, what you are afraid of is that when you think of him in the distance, your heart is empty. Are you faintly afraid that he will meet others and that he will change his mind. Are you afraid that you will meet a person who cares about you in a meticulous way and give you the warmth he gave you at the beginning. Are you afraid? Suddenly one day, you get used to having others around you. He can arrive at the first time when you are ill, not like he can only say on the phone, baby, you have to take good care of yourself. He can accompany you to see a sunrise where you want to go at any time, not like he can only say dear, I will accompany you when you come back. He can walk around the streets and alleys almost every day by holding your hand instead of holding his hand once. Not because he is better than him. Just because he is closer than him. Are you afraid? You walk through different streets in different cities and enter different clothing stores to visit different shopping malls. You go to class alone, run in the morning, borrow books, go to work alone, eat alone and play games alone. You always plan to meet each other next time, and then forget to draw circles on the calendar on your mobile phone. When I caught a cold, I stared at the screen of my mobile phone while holding clear water Cup pills that I was suffering from so much pain that I wanted to cry. The text message said that I would be relieved if I took medicine well. When you are happy, you will always find a corner to make a phone call, so that your good mood can bypass the ravines of thousands of mountains and rivers through radio waves, and send it to another ear to cause the same laughter. When I was lonely, I suddenly wanted to find a piece of paper to find a book, took out a pen that I didn’t use for a long time, wrote down what I wanted to say, and found that I missed so much, maybe there will be tears falling down, falling between the paper and the pen, and blooming the ink. When you are angry, try hard to cover your head and don’t look around, ignore the bright and dark mobile phone screen, not really don’t want to answer, I also know in my heart that the anxiety on the other side is just, want to be cared about. When you are confused, when you are tired, when you are misunderstood, when you are criticized, do you also need a shoulder and a hug? When you get hurt, when you are hungry, when you buy clothes for injection and infusion, when no one gives advice, do you also need a look and a comfort? However, you stick to it. Because, your love is more pure than anyone else, not mixed with what does not contain what does not worry about what, simple, just love. You often say that if only I were here. Yes… if you were here, I wouldn’t have to go to the hospital if I got sick and burned. If you were here, I wouldn’t have to drink like a boy and take care of others. If you were here, you would go and give me brown sugar water when my stomach hurts. If you were here, I wouldn’t have to put my cold hands in my pocket if I had your hands in winter. If you were here, I wouldn’t have to hit others with an umbrella. If you were there, I wouldn’t hide in bed and cry because of missing and misunderstanding. Yes, if you are here, I am drinking and drunk, someone will hand me water and towels. If you were here, my buddy wouldn’t hold his wife to show off with me. If you were here, I wouldn’t look at what you bought me in a daze every day. If you were here, I wouldn’t have to smoke a lot of cigarettes to make myself cough. If you were here, I wouldn’t have to worry about your good day every day. If you were there, I would hold your hand and walk all the time every day. You often say that it is very suitable for you and suitable for me to watch a set of couple clothes together when we meet next time. How rare it is. Well, when we meet next time, let’s go and see it together. It snows here. It’s so beautiful. It’s really beautiful. Well, we will film them when we meet next time. I like dolls. I want you to send them to me. Do you know what dolls are? It is said that we still have a Ferris wheel here, which is higher than the previous one. Well, next time we meet, we will sit. As long as we know, we will all sit. In fact, who knows when the next meeting is. Because, there are always such and such reasons, such and such things are entangled with hands and feet. However, you still insist on your pure love. Pure, pure makes people feel distressed. There can be no willfulness, no suspicion. What you are waiting for is forever, so you pretend that you don’t care. There can be no concealment. There can be no betrayal. What you want is to feel each other’s heart and breath. There can’t be luxury. It’s a waste. How much do you want to see each other, so you can save all the savings. When love is not produced together, no one cares about distance. Once love comes into being, distance is fatal. How can there be no temptation around you? How can we not waver in the face of temptation? After the shake, how could it not be performed at all? It shows, how can it not cause harm? Therefore, compared with others, the test your love faces is more, longer, deeper and more terrible. Therefore, your persistence, your loyalty, your hardships, as much as more, harder and more rugged. Even if you can’t go to work together, go to work together and go outing together for the weekend. Even if you can’t go to the market hand in hand to buy food and go home to cook. Even if you can’t meet each other every day. Even if you can’t snuggle in hand. Even if you can’t hug and keep warm. Even if it takes so long and so long, I can’t meet again. Even though mobile phone text messages and Internet access, telephone is a compulsory course. Some people say that the rubber band of long-distance love can only be pulled for three years at most. I want to say that no matter what kind of love, it must be kept fresh. As long as you still believe and insist, as long as you still love, as long as you still love. Nothing can stop it, at least, I believe. I remember I saw a debate about whether long-distance love can last forever. I think, yes. Yes, although I know, all this is very difficult. However, I think it is just waiting. Give your youth, give your feelings, and wait for the day when you can get together. However, I think it is just learning to be strong and brave, walking slower and more carefully on this road. Love can win the time difference and defeat the distance. As long as you insist, as long as I insist. If one day, I tell you, I will not wait for you, then you must remember, come back and take me away.

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…

Not a story

He graduated from his senior year, carrying the pressure of unemployment upon graduation. She was a freshman and had just set off for a wonderful college life. But they met in the crowd, not one second earlier or one second later. He said he would follow her wherever she went. He could give up anything he said, but he could not lose her. Both he and she thought this was the ending, although the story had not yet begun. In the end, she accepted his confession for the second time. I’m afraid she was too afraid to bear the pain of losing again. She had already become like a hedgehog. She curled up like a hedgehog when facing people close to her, become a ball full of thorns and unable to start. In fact, she didn’t want to go on like this, so she tried to contact him. In the face of his sincere confession, there were still some fluctuations in her heart, so she repeatedly confirmed whether his confession was true, he replied that in order to meet you, I exhausted all my luck. Life is just like this, and the person you like lives together. She believed him. Like ordinary lovers, ten months have passed and even quarrels are sweet. He brought her out step by step from the haze. She naively thought that this was love. She thanked him for giving her a different life. However, life is finally life. No one knew that a catastrophe was approaching them. A phone call in the evening broke all the beautiful pictures before. Yes, their feelings began to decline. He hung up the phone and told her that he was leaving her and another place would have a good development. Comfort her, you can meet in the future holiday. Hearing this sentence, she felt that the sky was about to fall, and the surrounding areas were full of darkness. She didn’t know that she shed tears for several days and nights, but all the tears were helpless and painful and couldn’t keep him. She still wants to go, two people are good, love can take the train, they are invincible lovers. She was still full of eyes to believe him. She had never skipped classes and waited for a year to get the chance to join the party and the student union could not get rid of the mess. She put it all behind her and accompanied him to another city for an interview without hesitation. At the beginning, his attitude must require her to accompany him, but later he felt that she was very troublesome and dragged him down. He told her frankly. She cried. He didn’t treat her like this before. She felt sad that he had to leave and betrayed the oath. With this heavy blow, the whole person collapsed. He didn’t know how important he was to her, but at this moment, she could only wear a mask in front of him, pretending to be strong. She went back and forth to the hard seat in 28 hours. He walked according to his mood and took her to travel around the mountain and water, but there was no smile in her smile, just to cater to his smile. Her friend told him, talk to her well, she will be sad because of your leaving. He dealt with her friend with punctuation, and the friend didn’t say any more when seeing this. She saw her eyes and was at a loss. She thought he was still the one who was good to her. She didn’t want to give up the beauty, but she had to cry for her. She quarreled with her and he was cold like a piece of ice and indifferent. His eyes were full of a new life in another city, even without her. She packed up all his necessary luggage and told him where something was in the box and how to get it, for fear that he could not find it and was worried. Then leave her an empty room and the mess he can’t take away, waiting for her to clean up. She took him to the station, with a light rain, and his worry-free character, we were almost late, seeing the station, but it was stuck on the road. She was more anxious than him, taking his ID card, push the door open and run all the way to help him get the ticket. He was sent to the car. Fortunately, they still caught the bus. This time, she sent him a drop of tears. When he arrived at his destination, he had less and less contact with her. Only in the contact, he had nothing to say, or blamed her for so many problems and things. She knew that he was no longer him. In the first week of leaving, she saw that she had to talk with a strange woman and got a ticket with a woman she didn’t know. She trembled all over, feeling why people could change so fast, and his attitude caught her off guard. She asked him that he had nothing to say. Instead, he blamed her for seeing something she shouldn’t have seen. She was so thin that she was eight Jin thinner a week. Her classmates and friends around her persuaded her to leave her, which was meaningless to continue. She tried to give up, not asking him, not contacting him, not thinking about him. But at the beginning, he called again and said that she would be better together. She agreed and forgave her that she would not forgive her. That was her principle, but there was no principle. People have changed, maybe the essence is like this. He had his ex-girlfriend to come to him. She didn’t want to repeat what he said to his ex-girlfriend. At that time, she made up her mind to give herself happiness. Indeed, her heart suddenly became much lighter. God did not know that he arrived at her house the next day. She continued to receive her out of morality. He persuaded her with various reasons, and she always remembered that he was good, it was hard to give up this feeling, so he made up again. After that time, there was no big mistake except to ask her for a space to make friends (everyone thought it was funny), because she was tired, maybe he could also feel it, so try to make her happy, but he never knew whether she was really happy. He lost a lot of gambling and wouldn’t tell her that she didn’t want him to gamble on the grounds of breaking up. It seemed that it didn’t matter. She gave up. After that, because he was busy with work and had no holidays, she would meet him whenever she had holidays, and the 18-hour train was nothing. Although she began to quarrel after three days, she began to ignore her life and death. He is too selfish. Sometimes, he thought of her. He never thought of her when she was very serious, but she was too tired and didn’t want to go again. However, hearing that he was so excited to arrange their life after she arrived, she always didn’t want to let him down. Other students packed up and went home to meet their parents, and she went to see him again. Then, continue the previously imagined quarrel, selfishness and indifference. She had long accepted that he had to change, and perhaps her heart had already become frozen on the ice. It also began to become indifferent. But he never traveled to her city, and they began to meet her in the city. Even if he has a holiday. She didn’t have time, and he promised him to become a bubble again. She is a bubble but hates bubbles. He explained that he had lost too much in gambling and was forced by life to make her understand him. However, before he took the wrong step, she had been dissuading. Maybe she had been dissuading them since they first started, and finally she became indifferent with breaking up. Why does a person’s mistake require her to accept punishment. After losing, he admitted to her that he would never touch those things again. There are several holidays in a year, and there are not many holidays for her originally. Why are you so stingy. She also said she was like him. However, she also felt that since he didn’t want to come, he should not force himself. She knew him. If he missed her, he would come to her in various ways as long as he wanted. She didn’t like to cry, but she always cried for him. She didn’t want to cry any more, nor did she want to recall the past. She knew and understood that she was too tired to say anything more.

Zan (prose editor: prose online) 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…