When the oil is exhausted and the light is dry

Looking from a distance, a line of deep footprints stretched under my feet, winding. Grassland changed its appearance under my footprints, desert, sand still flowing under my footprints, mountains quietly dormant under my footprints, only that river is still flowing ruthlessly with time. On my way. I vaguely saw a ragged child picking up rags in the garbage dump. My eyes are dull and I don’t have the joy and dreams of childhood. Is that me? I vaguely saw a 14-year-old child struggling to dig a rat hole in the open field to compete with mice for food. He carried water, collected firewood, picked up coal cinder and did physical work with adults. He helped his mother support a family of eight with his immature shoulders. Was that me? I vaguely saw that a young man was far away from his hometown. He lived on a river on the grassland for more than half a year. He had a green hair and a beard over his mouth. He went to the sunrise and came back on the Sunset. The mission of everyone and little family was heavily pressed on his shoulder. He was like an old scalper on the grassland, pulling an old Lehrer, it carries lonely and desperate souls. It was the old mother’s milk tea and exhortation on the grassland that saved his hope. It was the kind prairie girl who comforted his dying soul. Was that me? I vaguely saw that he picked the light to read at night, worked hard and tried to find his lost wisdom and strength. The night came and the moon was gone, and the Dawn did not know. However, people of the same age with him have already rushed on the shortcut driven by full knowledge. He lost too much, too much, and now his efforts are too late! So, he admitted in disappointment, is that me? I also clearly saw that in the winding footprints, it was soaked with sweat, hardship, loneliness, loneliness, tears and even bright red blood, on the land of life, it is very deep and deep. Looking back, I picked myself up. When I opened my luggage, there was only a wisp of breeze and a few white hairs, and a song in autumn. The melody was lonely and desolate, the others have nothing left. The long and tortuous footprints are my only harvest. Dusk is gone, night is falling, and my lamp of life has run out of oil. I really don’t know if I can walk through this thick night. I looked at the night, figured out my little emotion and courage, and my eyes were cloudy and pale. Just when I was at a loss, she came, like the breeze in spring and the charcoal fire in winter. She gently filled my old lamp with fresh fuel, and gave me great comfort and encouragement. The Bean light was a little big, which rekindled and burst out beautiful lights. That is not a cup of oil! But a fresh blood poured into my blood vessels, which made me energetic and youthful again. Is this God works? Since then, I have new hopes, new hopes and beautiful dreams. Don’t be too much. If time will go back, I just need to live another ten years. She will hold hands with her and walk into the sunset. When I packed up my clothes and set foot on the journey again, I knew deeply that there were still mud, bumps and thorns on the road ahead, but I would continue to walk with a new attitude. On the road, there won’t be a single line of footprints, but two lines of footprints in parallel, because her spirit is accompanying me.

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…

Love pattern

When the old Camilla defeated Diana, who was young and beautiful, and won the love of the Prince, I believe that there are not many people in the world who are surprised. Even children know that the prominent Prince, only a beautiful princess can match it. This is a classic love pattern in fairy tales. Even in the the Princess and the Pea of disaster, under the ragged clothes, there is also a beautiful face with natural beauty that cannot be abandoned, so as to win the favor of the Prince. Therefore, the love between Camilla and the Prince, which is not even Cinderella, seems to be so incompatible with the secular world, and there is no such love mode in the secular world. This kind of love is doomed to go through ups and downs and hardships. When Diana xiangxiaoyu, angry people threw eggs at Camilla. Camilla destroyed the Princess’s fairy tale love. However, the world does not think that Diana and the Prince seem to be in a proper marriage. Why have they ever been happy and harmonious? If Camilla and the Prince didn’t have the unforgettable love, could they go through the hardships and hardships and never give up? When Weng Fan, a 28-year-old gentle woman, walked into the Palace of marriage with 82-year-old Yang Zhenning, it was even more public outcry and the whole country was shocked. Abuse, ridicule, sarcasm, and questioning came from the sky. People generally believe that Weng Fan made such a crazy move for the name of money. Junsheng I did not give birth, I gave birth to a gentleman is old, so the age of love is too shocking, let the world unbelievable. The secular mode of love is the same age. When dealing with love, the world was moved by the love story of life and death in Qiongyao’s novels, but criticized and lashed the true love that was shocking in reality and violated the traditional love mode. The love of talented and beautiful people, princes and princesses, heroes and beauties certainly makes people envy and bless. The love of white hair and red face, handsome men and ugly women, grassroots and rich people should be respected and blessed, as long as they are happy with each other and truly love each other, love should not be fixed in a certain pattern.

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…

Miss you

Do you still remember that winter? The dark sky can’t hide your passion, and you always yearn for that bloody dusk. When the night is quiet, do you recall that speechless warmth. Once upon a time, an invisible wall separated you far away, I couldn’t hear your voice, you couldn’t hear my heart, snowflakes fluttering, the cold wind was rustling, you stood in the snow field, I was confused, at the same time, you and I are fixed in this vast world. Your speechless gentleness often makes me fascinating. Winter is really long, can you hear my deep call? Cupid took away her arrow miserably, so the night was longer than the day. Love, hate, winter sunshine is very warm, isn’t it? In that dim sunset, you are a picturesque shadow. In that fiery night, the Moonlight is so charming. After all the silence, you and I are as hazy as a beautiful shadow. The night was beautiful that night, wasn’t it? The evening wind is so intoxicating, and the Moonlight pulls your figure into a long silhouette. The lake is so bright and clear, and the sparkling light is especially charming. The moon is beautiful and you are charming. In this distant world, we are always quiet. I look at your face deeply. Why are your sentimental eyes so cold, and suddenly tears burst out of my eyes, is it true that winter is really coming? On summer nights, there were flickers and the sound of Nightingale, but in this winter, who understood my lonely feelings, tears Yingman eyes again and could not flow out, so he shook his head and forgot yesterday. The letter was issued and lost in the hopeless rainy season. Will the stars rise last night? Your shining eyes tell me why on earth? Tears have fallen at this time, and a poor fairy tale has been born again. Andersen shouted: poor. A picture is overprinted in my mind, the vast snow field, all things wither, but the plum blossom has been adorable in spring, and the plum blossom is drifting in the cold wind. Are you really The Plum in the proud snow? True love is like plum blossom, and layers of wind and rain cannot drown the sun shining on you. My singing is continuing. Is your true love really like the cold plum in the proud snow? Oh, a piece of plum, grassland, true feelings, tears, eyes and tears all leave light colors and deep marks in the brain. On the night of December 23, 2013, Li Qiuwen was in Changchi, Nanjiang River.

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…

Those little pains

People who once thought that something they couldn’t forget and didn’t want to forget had already retreated into the depths of the years. The heartache, tears and possession of the past have been light at this time. I don’t want to open the memory of the past, let alone let the dust of the past muddle my eyes, just want to meet a better self.

The cold wind whistling outside the window, I don’t know how many past has been blown out, and I don’t know how many people’s hearts have been cold. If the wind can bring my thoughts to you, I am willing to do my best, but it has already frozen my heart and can’t open it any more.

On the day of the college entrance examination, you told me that we broke up. My heart was pulled, and it came out with tears. For a long time, I asked why, you didn’t answer. One turned around and left me in a world with only one person. Looking at your far back, I didn’t hold you, but stood there motionless. I wandered around the campus with my tired body, where there were our footprints, our memories, our cheers and our laughter, but now we have been broken up by you. You are so natural and unrestrained, just like falling flowers without any hesitation. I didn’t know your world could become so fast that I couldn’t catch up with my breath. I called you a lot and sent you a lot of messages, but I didn’t reply, you are like disappearing. I am going crazy.

I couldn’t stay at home that summer vacation any longer. I didn’t want to hide in the sad forest and lost my way. I didn’t want to meet anywhere with you again. So I came to Zhuhai to work with my friends, maybe changing an environment can make my life better. Leaving a familiar place, a sad environment, and a world with you may return a brand-new self. In this way, I stayed in Zhuhai for almost two months.

The ruthlessness of Frends is always beyond the destruction of the years. It is inevitable to get together and leave. In front of the years, we are always so powerless or so helpless. When you came back from Zhuhai, you still couldn’t let go. When you learned that you went to Guangzhou University alone, tears still couldn’t help flowing down. I knew you were not that strong at all, when you encounter difficulties, you always rush around. I know you must have suffered a lot when I am not with you. But everyone grows up in experience, and life can hone one’s will and make one stronger.

The sun shone on this sad land, and I dragged a big luggage bag with a heavy body to leave this place that made me sad. When I stepped into the university, I knew it was a new beginning. I would meet a good self in the university, but the pain you gave me did not heal so quickly, I can only start my college trip with the sad and difficult one you gave me.

During the first 11th holiday in the university, I agreed with my roommates to play in Guangzhou. I met you at a subway station in Guangzhou, but you didn’t see me. At that time, I was so excited that I was preparing to greet you, but a man came to you earlier, he held your hand and walked side by side hand, my heart suddenly fell to the bottom; Although I was no longer your person, I still couldn’t resist the fall of tears. I think there is no need to ask the reason why you choose to break up. Everything is not important. If you have him around you, he will take care of you and give you the happiness you want, and I can’t give you anything. I should not and am not qualified to disturb your life again. I wish you happiness in my heart.

This long vacation tour didn’t achieve the expected effect. My roommate asked me if I was uncomfortable, but what could I say? I just replied that it was okay, but I just thought of something. I think, I don’t have to be sad for you any more, and I don’t have to worry about you any more. Things will end one day, and I think this day should come. When I came back from Guangzhou, my mood was no longer so depressed. An unprecedented calm suddenly appeared, so I invited my roommates to have a drink outside.

Now everything has become the past. The past can only be recalled. What I once thought could not be relieved and could not be put down has been hidden into the depths of the years. 2014/2/18

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…

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…

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…

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…