White shirt [writers selected issue 9]]

In the middle of the road where people come and go, the dead will be angry. What’s more, I was actually wearing miniskirt and high heels, looking at the mobile phone on the ground, and I hesitated for half a second. A pleasant voice came from the side, bent down with an extremely firm tone. I turned my face, and the clean and beautiful smile was like a warm summer day in my memory. Although the plot is too dry, let’s be regarded as a hero to save beauty! I smiled. His white shirt shook up the corners of his clothes, and I was slightly moved when I bent down. He picked up the phone, but the smile on his face didn’t last long. After 0.5 seconds of pause, I regret it. I found that I should shout loudly for robbery, but my throat was purring and I watched the man push my body away. Damn it! I was about to take off my high heels and throw them at the White things that didn’t slip away in autumn, but in the light, a red car flashed behind my back, when I woke up, I was already in the hospital ward. Second, wake up? I nodded. The chandelier on the ceiling is like a glass lens, which makes people heartbroken. There is a woman with dirty hair and gauze in the lens. But there was still the back of that man in my memory. I frowned and asked, Mom, where is my mobile phone? I have been in a coma for two days, but I need a cell phone when I wake up? My mother sent chicken soup, which seemed to ignore the mood of my otaku. I have been expecting that man to appear like a god. I don’t believe that thin figure will belong to a robber. The man should come in from the door, wearing the white shirt, with a big red balloon on his hand and my cell phone hanging under the balloon. But, no. I didn’t have it for two weeks until I was about to leave the hospital, picked up my luggage and walked to the door of the Ward sadly. The soft sunshine at the gate of the ward lit up the clear road, and the shadow extended all the way to the man in front of him. White shirt, lips gently sipped, beautiful eyes like a deep bottomless sea. My heart fluctuated a little. I knew what was in front of me was a romantic misunderstanding. He came over with a smiling face and stretched out his hand. A pair of clean leather shoes on the concrete floor made a click. There is a scar just healed on the beautiful palm print, and the familiar, white, my mobile phone. Thank you… thank you. Third, it is the same as the bridge in memory. Silver white sports car, warm as early as summer. I played his shaved chin, although it was another version of shaking. He kissed my cheek when he ran to the bank of the river. I couldn’t help asking him with a red face, why did I get it in two weeks? The answer is consistent with what I expected, fracture, conditioning and romance. His shirt is white and clean, and has a good smell. I pinched his hand hard. Look at my cell phone for two weeks. I also want to see your cell phone for two weeks! No! His side eyes were a little confused. I never thought that this quiet man would send a crazy attempt to take away his mobile phone. However, Ben’s girl still saw the photos in his mobile phone with a dead face. However, soon, I knew the reason for his stunned expression. I straightened my body from his chest and looked at the man with bandages all over his mobile phone photo carefully. He was pale and bloody. There was another one completely dyed red on his body, it should have been a snow-white shirt. Is this you? I asked him. The man shook his head and frowned when he got together. When he tried to kiss me, I leaned my body to the back. Is this you? I still asked him. This is not me. His frowning suddenly loosed a little, and a tear belonging to a man fell from the beautiful, green beard face: he is my friend… I asked: did your friend save me? He nodded: he has left… he finally said, you must return your mobile phone to you… why? I know this kind of question is extremely lovely, but there is something spinning in my eyes, falling on the white strange and familiar shirt beside me: why did he save me as a stranger? Because, a long time ago, he grabbed a girl’s cell phone…

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…

If love is just passing

Bypassing the misty smoky city, the pace was hurt, the night was cold, and the rain played and sang for it repeatedly. The miss of the cloud passing through the season has faded the oath and deserted for several years. Is the snow pure white again? Sprinkle in the sunset, the romantic past, the passing of aestheticism, will they remember each other’s faces many years later? Going back and forth and turning around pockets. Maybe, some people are destined to look at each other and forget each other, and then slowly settle into the deepest secret in each other’s hearts, become the most beautiful brand in our life! In the vast sea of people, you and I meet you who come and go. Is it better to meet each other than to look at each other with a light smile? The sadness and beauty in these lyrics make people deeply calm and calm. You asked whether the endless waiting on the edge of the bridge in the past was not long enough, or whether the world was in a hurry and forgot to gather the oath floating in the wind. I said, maybe I was really forgotten in your previous life, and I drank five-flavored tea of forgetfulness in a muddle, so that we missed it. In life, passing by constantly, vast sea of people, looking for the footprints of previous life, according to the embrace of this life, familiar taste, visiting the road we walked in reincarnation. The vicissitudes of the world are scorching, and yesterday you and I will be the past. In the time of circulation, in the red dust of twists and turns, it is the past that passes quickly, while in the light of the time, it is a feeling like flowing clouds and water. In the life of life, the comers are guests. Don’t talk about freehand brushwork, don’t say proud smiling, sell all the past, put away the loneliness of the bustling dream, and turn around and continue to go to the unknown future. Can’t Hold the floating life, I forgot to wait for you, or you forgot to say goodbye, those trivial things flowing in the years use time to interpret the fairy tale ending gradually moving away. Those who sank at midnight were broken, and the play was destined to the curtain call of a lifetime like painting. I was unable to pick up the fragrance scattered in the floating dust. Those perfunctory fixed frames in the fleeting time were tied up, and the flowers danced to the desert for a long time. The indifference of the season, which stopped between eyebrows, accompanied me to bury the old world. Ageless, looking back suddenly like a dream. Memory of the station, who walks who stays, the next intersection, will there be a familiar figure? Looking at the scenery outside the window slowly receding back, it added another confusion. In the moonlit street, it was just an accident that who met with whom. During the cycle, the flowers fell and the dream was disabled. The Sanskrit singing of Su Mi Buddha front never purified that twisted love. The flowers on the Bodhi tree were worried. The fallen leaves had been buried under the tree, so they were planted, the cause of the next life is only the fate of the afterlife. The memories outlined in the past few years, blowing away the beauty of rose, the moon is light, is it keeping and abandoning the dependence? Or is the land always lost? Looking forward to a season of blooming flowers, waiting for an eternity. Who told me to settle the dust in a hurry and silent time? If love is just passing by, will the night annihilate the starry sky? The endless darkness makes the kite unable to fly the tangled sea of Hearts. If love is just passing by, can I not remember you? After turning around, you can’t afford to be weathered forever. If love is just passing by, how can I greet you and never see you again? Listen to the oath of the corner of the red dust, blur the bustling city. If love is just passing by, how can I alter the gray future? Once the ten fingers were held together, and the shallow fingers were cool and thin. Ageless, the vicissitudes of life have been recorded, the years are speechless, and the life is endless. Draw a pair of Danqing ink painting with a poetic CLEAR of willows and flowers, embellish the dream-seeking life in the long corridor of smoke and rain; Throw away the faint sadness in the back when leaving, leaving a free and easy lintel for time. Rendering lonely as fragrant, prosperous, who built a side for me forever?

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…

If marriage is only three years

We always make marriage perish because of a little trivial matter. If our marriage is only 3 years and you still don’t cherish it, then it is to give you another 3 years if you don’t cherish it or don’t cherish it. I am emotional psychology steamed bread, a Web writer, that’s all.

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…

Time ups and downs, each is well

A Dream of the end of the world, close to the general situation. The style is suitable everywhere, and people are different every year. Tonight, Shanghai is much colder than the day before. There is still no bright moon in the sky. It is because of the strong wind! I let go of the busy day, walking on the street, looking at the sky with a lazy attitude. The sky was dark, and the endless traffic around me left behind the deafening whistle, then the fallen leaves on the roadside fluttered over and fell on my feet. I picked up that REDLEAF and stared for a long time. Somehow I suddenly remembered you! I remember many years ago, when we were playing in the park, the leaf you asked me to pick, the Leaf, had too many similarities! But people are different. When I took off that leaf, you looked smiling and unforgettable, but now I am the only one around me who has dim street lamps and ethereal cold nights. Once upon a time, how many days of falling flowers and flowing water I was thinking that our meeting was always wrong. Otherwise, how can you hurry! Didn’t have time to say goodbye, didn’t leave the address! Suddenly disappeared, nowhere to find! Is it really a passer-? In that dark studio, we shouldn’t have met, but we met in a narrow corridor, as if it were doomed. You left one day earlier, or I came a moment later, there was no connection in this life. A few years ago, even the memory is painful! Fortunately, many years later, we got in touch unexpectedly. We talked all night on the phone, but we couldn’t go back. In addition to disappointment, no one could catch the time moving forward. Suddenly I feel that you and I are not only separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, but also a trace of loneliness that cannot resist the arrangement of fate. In this long separation, what kind of mood is it? What kind of integrity and persistent waiting is under the night sky with countless cold winds? Originally, we remembered everything and did not forget the fragments of the gap, but we just ignored the time. Just unwilling to forget, in the dark corner, the night when the lights were on, those days when they said nothing and laughed silently! That night, you said, where does the world meet! I said, the world is good, this love will last forever, every year! However, the years are ruthless after all! Otherwise, how can you and I become so silent! On the phone, I said goodbye and said it. I felt very desolate. I used to solve problems for each other for the dissatisfaction in all aspects of life. But now, who knows what I want to say most, it’s just a sentence. How are you doing. But it’s hard to say! In this season of falling leaves, I don’t know where you are and whether your face has changed under the washing of years? Or in these hurried years, running in the sea area of livelihood like me! I am also confused about my future! What kind of pursuit of life, what kind of Baidu, can have an unexpected reunion! Facing this dark and lonely night, I can only feel sad. The world is really in a hurry, the flowers bloom and fall, the tide rises and falls, how many people gather in the world. How many people turn around and leave, and some things can not be remembered without heart, nor can they stay together for life without intention! Maybe you are still the plain woman before. I am still the teenager at the beginning. Time has gone, so you are no longer the woman who used to laugh and speak, and I am not the teenager who is not familiar with the world. This is the tragedy of life! Some things have been settled, suddenly one day unexpectedly found that it was so strange! If the fate of this life is destined to be as short and desolate as a flash in the pan, please don’t forget the vague shadow of each other! Many teenagers still have the first simple beauty in their hearts! Don’t forget the clean and transparent smile! That is how much wandering, how much pay, how much day and night pursuit is ultimately happiness that cannot be found back. The simpler it is, the more satisfied it is, the more you pay, and the more regretless you feel, like a small order, sentimental, delicate and exquisite. At a glance, there is a wave, a light smile, a funny sentence, just like Jiangnan water painting, just like your gentleness. Time is long, time is long, standing in the depths of the red dust, separated by the end of the world, but the heart is gone without a trace. At railing, I wrote a quiet message, which was late at night. No matter how I lower my eyebrows and lower my eyelids, I can’t find the original beauty. Tonight, I swung a cold wind and fell into my mind, mixed with messy thoughts, rubbed into the sea of my heart together, and dropped a sigh into the quiet night. Which of the things on earth can come true at will? If you pay more or less attention in the crowd, I will comfort you with one more or one less sentence in the bright moon. Let all this be fixed into pictures, put it in the safest mind to rest, and then sleep without being disturbed. Add a word of Time ups and downs to the payment, each is well! The wind seemed to be a little stronger, and the leaves were scattered. Under the dark night sky, some were hesitating, some were looking for, and some were in the root. I gently raised the leaf and watched it gradually moving to the distance, looking for its happiness, its destination, the figure of many years ago gradually came to me and told me lightly: Tianya-treasure. Late 2013-12-8 QQ:1696361003

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…

Sunny days

Sunny days are doomed to be in a comfortable mood. The joy of wandering on the face cannot deceive others.

By chance, I met you, and your looking back took away my first heart. Therefore, I am looking forward to meeting you again in my spare time.

Time always pays off. I found you in a crowded bus on the way home from work. The beating heart can’t restrain the emotion I want to vent, prompting me to follow all the way, and what I can’t hide is my confession to you. Happily, you and I live in a community together. I resent myself. I didn’t find out early, and I was glad that it was not too late to be timely. In this way, I spent all my time meeting you unexpectedly, waiting and looking forward to it. I also believe that one day we will meet each other.

There is always something to gain when waiting for a purpose. Once, I found that you entered the supermarket. I entered gambol and searched around the shelves. Finally, you were caught by my sight. We can’t miss any more opportunities, we must create events, break up your obstacles and let you know that I am waiting. Seeing your focus, I deliberately knocked the things in your hands to the ground. Unexpected events often happened, but polite and courteous smile made you have the first impression on me.

In the following days, I was very diligent. I changed more clothes and found that I washed my face more often. I wiped oil, combed my hair and paid attention to myself, but I was lost in sweetness and couldn’t extricate myself. On the day when the sun was very good, I quietly lost my previous joy and suppressed a kind of unspeakable anxiety in my heart. In the sun, I hold an umbrella, looking forward to the rain.

God will also give a chance to a thoughtful person. This time, we get to know each other.

Rain was really moved by me, looking forward to the romantic story in the rain. I waited at the place where I got off early. Meeting you was the prelude of nature. I said it was just in a community, so let’s go together. Don’t get wet and hurt your body. I can see that you smiled and nodded, and my heart was filled with great excitement. Most umbrellas favor you. Naturally, the rain drags on me, but you haven’t seen it from beginning to end, and you still smile like that. I saw you at the door of the building. You nodded and thanked me. I shook my head and waved my hand. We broke up with a smile. When I got home, I was so excited that I regretted my haste and forgot to ask for your phone number. I had to look forward to the next meeting.

In the morning, it was sunny again. I didn’t seem to like this weather, but I was in a good mood today. I was surprised to find that you were there when I went out and took the bus. I looked back and smiled at me. You said, you waited here early and missed a bus on purpose, then you pulled me on the bus with a smile, sat together and talked to each other. My inner cry, my inner chaos. The time along the way was too short. I got off one after another and left my own phone. At this time, I stretched out my hands to embrace today’s Sun.

In the days to come, we have more opportunities to meet, and almost all of our days. One day, you smiled and asked me, how did you bring an umbrella on that rainy day? How did you know that we lived in a community together. I smiled mysteriously, but you answered for me, saying that this was an early arrangement and a premeditated opportunity. In fact, you have already known that laughing at me is old-fashioned. Ha ha, anyway, I didn’t waste my tricks in vain.

The following days are sunny days.

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…

The past becomes a poem, and the present world should cherish it.

That is another hot soul of the land. The most beautiful and deepest sigh is mountains and rivers, lakes, gravel and soil particles, the natural and perfect gathering I miss is the most sensational scenery in every separation and travel. She is generous and generous. She is the ruins of seed breaking and desolation. The most sensational scenery I miss is the red it’s just your first appearance, mine, ours

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…

Bodhi for thousands of years, you are the most beautiful fate in my world

I look for the mark of thousands of years and depict you as the most gorgeous cinnabar in my heart. I felt the throb of my soul and wandered my pursuit. Dear, you know: Bodhi millennium, you are the most beautiful fate in my world. (Wen, Sakura water cold) coast to coast, the day when we met and did not know each other. I came across mountains and rivers. You, waiting quietly with the red dust. Meeting but not knowing each other, it is also the end of the world at hand. A trace of landscape, a turn around. Long ago, the mountains are vast and the water is vast and lonely. I am struggling to pursue, struggling to cross. Broken, met but did not know each other. Dear, we are all cruel. With me, we meet and do not know each other; With you, we know each other but cannot meet each other. The broken pain has already made our injured body completely. I traveled all the way through strange streets and silent alleys. I came along the trace of time, looking for the familiar touch of previous life. In this life, I am willing to wander alone alone, and I do not regret that this life is deeply rooted. On that day, I passed by a stone bridge. Feeling the deep soul, the deep throbbing. Dear, is that you? Where are you? Where are you? I am at a loss. Where should I find you in the boundless world? It was too late to wait and see carefully. I anxiously pursued such familiar atmosphere. A tree with dense white flowers. In the Sun, it’s so dazzling and so dazzling. The wind blows the petals and falls the cherry, just like the heart I am searching. Without careful reading or listening, I passed by in such a hurry that I couldn’t stop my pursuit. Dear, I don’t know this is our reunion. If this is a kind of injury, please forgive me? Not love, just love. I don’t complain about deep feelings, but I don’t know how to be shallow. Buddha front, you stand aside quietly, I am dejected. Buddha smiled: the fate has been scattered, but he is still obsessed. If you stare for a moment, you are speechless. With a wave of Buddha, you have already disappeared. No, dear. In this life, I finally failed to hold your hand. Foyun: this is the fate that she has been seeking for thousands of years. Thousands of years, the fate of thousands of years, why is it shallow? Dear, are you sad? Because, can’t I recognize you? You look forward to thousands of years, and I chase thousands of years, which is also hopeless. Then, next life, I will follow your steps. The fate is scattered, you have already been the most gorgeous cinnabar in my heart, integrating bone blood and embedding soul. Bodhi for thousands of years, I will never understand, you are always the most beautiful fate in my world. Buddha smiled a little, why should he insist that Bodhi has no trees, and the mirror is not Taiwan. There was nothing, where to cause dust. Dear, I once again hide your face deeply, hoping to come to life, and continue the unfinished deep love. At that time, I will wait in the place where peach blossoms bloom, waiting for you to return. Even if you don’t love me, even if you can only look at you from a distance. I don’t regret it. Bodhi for thousands of years, you are the most beautiful heart in my red dust, throbbing, soul, starting to burn. Dear, is that you? At first sight, I recognized you at a glance. That carved into me, the face of the soul. However, in this life, you are always at arm’s length. You are a scholar who has been in the temple for three years! Do you really only want the green Lamp Buddha to live a whole life in this life? It’s just that my love for you cannot be overthrown and cannot be self-made! This is my pursuit of thousands of years, this is my persistent Millennium incomplete. Actually, you still care about me, don’t you? Maybe you can see through it after all, maybe you can see through it after all, maybe you can put it down after all. Dear, this life, let me guard you silently, good. If God wants me to make three wishes, the first is to be with you in this life, the second is to be with you in the next life, and the third is to never separate from you forever. If you leave, I will love you in tears; If your heart dies, I will love you in life; If life disappears, I will love you in reincarnation; If the world disappears, I will love you in heaven. Meet with the ancient temple for thousands of years. You, blue silk around the shoulder, the money comes. I, at a glance of thousands of years, got drunk half a life. It is an agreement, a guardian, or a love without regret. Dear, if it is my previous love that is not strong enough, then, let me accompany you in this life. I only hate, empty-handed, unable to catch your leaving steps. Once, those who have not come will tell you the oath of eternal love; Once, those who have not come will hold your hand and see through the scenery together. In this life, let me be silent, your red dust, staring at your smile from a distance. Coast to Coast, it was already not a distance, even if it would be the joy I couldn’t forget all my life, the tragic disaster all my life. I am also at ease. Fireworks are easy to be cold, and I can’t outline the outline that I miss you. With you, I may end up as a passer-by, a passer-by start and a passer-by end. With me, you are the most beautiful encounter in my world. You are the fate that I wait for thousands of years without regret. In this life, listen to the sound of Sanskrit. The fate is scattered, which will make you unforgettable. Dear, do you know? Bodhi millennium, you are the most beautiful fate in my world. Please indicate the author’s friends of the literary association for reprinting original works, qq:348204358. If you are the one

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…

Jiang Feng’s prose poems

At the age of 21, I was in full bloom like all the girls sinus. However, my sinus is open to a man older than my father. I don’t know what others think of me. As far as I am concerned, I am also unwilling. I opened my bright buds to him willingly. However, he just kissed my exposed fragrance reluctantly. He seemed to be just an expert in appreciating flowers. He never touched me with his hands, which laid bright and stunning roses to him. I love him, I hate him, and there seems to be no enough reason. I think, why do I know an old man like him instead of the Prince Charming I imagined? Is fate deliberately playing tricks on me? Am I destined to have an interesting story with him? I think there should be a break between his relationship with him; In a word, no matter what kind of man I will marry in the future, there is a little I am undeniable, my heart was once occupied by him for a long time, for a long time, I met bad men who hated in the wind series and always stared at every girl who was full of youth, flowing in spring, plump and beautiful like bee. How easy it is to get rid of them! I am also at the age when bee is eyeing me. Bee are like a sharp arrow. They hold the money in their left hand that makes every woman feel tempted; They hold the beautiful things that every woman has to love with in their right hand, they are like ascaris worms, and they understand the fragile nerves of every woman. I am a girl with more curiosity than ordinary women, so I am more sensitive to everything than others. Because I am like a boy, I never fear anything. My curiosity is almost beyond my age. In the first year of junior high school, I boldly squeezed into the gangster circle in the school. I clearly knew it was very dangerous, but I had no scruples at all. Most of the people who mix in the circle are poor in family, bullied by others and capable of living here. But I live in a rich family. I have been bold since I was young, and no one dares to bully me. I am not short of material and money. I don’t know how many times better than them, but I am just unconvinced. Maybe I really want to know the life in the circle, so I still squeezed into their ranks with my own beauty. My middle school life is colorful, and my parents don’t know these situations. I have always been an obedient child in their hearts. They have their life and I have my own way of living; when I grew up, the relationship between my parents and I became a kind of approximate relationship. My concern was expressed on my lips. What were my thoughts? Only you can know. After living in the circle for half a year, I realized that being a gangster has no dignity. For example, beating people, swearing, swearing, mixing men and women, deliberately causing trouble and playing hooligans, you must do everything. I finally squeezed in, because I was very beautiful, and I soon became their boss in the circle. From junior high school to senior high school, I have always been a domineering girl. When I was admitted to normal school, when I graduated from Normal School and integrated into the society, I suddenly found that I thought I could do anything at this time was nothing. My skill is useless at all; The University of society needs not only beautiful, overbearing, but also real talents. Facing many talented people in the social university, I am no longer lofty and naive at last. My father was a businessman. He opened a jewelry firm that was expensive and enjoyed exclusively for the rich in the crowded downtown of Fenhe River. My father seemed to understand all the rich people’s thoughts. He is not a psychologist, but he has a sharper eye than a psychologist. His nature is furious, but he is as quiet as a big girl when he starts a business. In fact, I am very annoyed with him at home. As soon as he comes home, he feels like shaking the earth. But I haven’t seen him for a long time and I miss him very much. This is me. What is father thinking? How does he want to earn money from the rich? In my impression, the more rich people, the more they regard money as more important than life, just like my mother. Is their money easy to earn? What suspension is there? My father is actually a very sunny man in my heart. He is tall, masculine and gentle in face. His eyebrows and eyes are very attractive to women. He is a very smooth hurtful person. Because he has great talent in business, he is more likely to coax people. Therefore, there is always a constant stream of people in his jewelry store. I often secretly observed my father’s speech, and he always stared at his big eyes that fascinated all women. He talked and laughed freely, sometimes with the domineering of masculine men, and sometimes with the hypocritical shyness inherent in beautiful women. Each of his actions intentionally and unintentionally induced greedy people to buy his jewelry. Every move he made was tempting the greedy person’s heart to go. In my heart, he deserved to be a stunning hurtful person. In my impression, the more rich people care about it, the more stingy they are when buying things, which makes all the poor people incomprehensible. Rich people are very hypocritical and live unreal, but they pretend not to care about what they want. Most of them are extravagant, whoring and gambling. Their outlook on life has only two words: Calculate, they all calculate. What kind of family affection and friendship are worthless to them. They look down on the poor from their bones and always think out of their minds to calculate others, which seems to be their commonality. What flows in their bones is not human blood, but stench venom. Rich people like to make public, so they don’t even know their last name. Because they have money; They are often unreasonable and overbearing. They always let the money in their hands turn Qing officials into corrupt officials and good girls into playthings in their hands. Therefore, they are so hypocritical that they cannot understand. Since I was young, I have lived in a pile of rich people, so I have been somewhat affected by them. The good thing is that I spend most of my time living with my grandmother, who often tells me: people should learn to be kind to others. Therefore, I received two kinds of dual education of different human nature. After finishing high school, I have become two kinds of people. I sympathize with the poor and value the superior life of the rich. When I changed from a girl to a mature woman, when I separated from my family to the society and lived in the poor, I really realized that although the poor are poor, their souls are more noble than those of the rich, full. It should be said that I am closer to the poor, because at this time I am experiencing fraud and play by the rich. At this moment, I really understand the power of power and money, the poor! What they will live forever is that kind of scared and gloomy life. It is real life that makes me understand the different outlook on life of the rich and the poor, and it is also a poor word that makes me understand love and hate clearly. I finally understood my father and my mother’s luxury life. Yes, I want to earn money from the rich like my father, which is really good. My mother is really beautiful and natural and unrestrained. One thing she and her father have in common is to attract the likes of the opposite sex; Mother is more attractive than her father. I often see her coaxing those silly men around. Sometimes I really can’t understand her listening to Grandma: When my mother was young, she was a famous beauty near the Fenhe River, and there were countless people chasing her. It is said that she has many unique skills, no matter what kind of man she dares to communicate with; But anyone who dares to play with her will leave her loud slap on the face. So my mother had an artistic nickname: Wild Rose. I have lived with my grandmother since I was young. How did my father and mother get together? Grandma didn’t want to tell me. Until I finished high school, I was still living with my grandmother. My relationship with my grandmother had already surpassed the affection between me and my parents. Grandma was very kind to me. I stopped asking about anything grandma didn’t want to tell me consciously. Really, I respect my grandmother very much. For parents, home is like a bus station. My mother became a bank employee very early. She was in her forties and changed three times a day, just like a young girl with eternal casting. She is really beautiful, and there are always a group of happy men around her. Ah! It turns out that there are many fools in this world! My God, how old is she? Why are there so many silly men chasing her? The world is really wonderful. My mother’s life has always been luxurious. In my opinion, her so-called friends are just a group of hooligans without cultivation and culture. They hold her and coax her all day long, isn’t it because she is beautiful? They are using money and material to corrode her soul and body. Ah! What a terrible group of demons! What kept me mysterious was that my mother’s life and father turned a blind eye. A man could make his women live with a group of hooligans disguised as Saints all day long, how great is it! I am also a woman. There are also many rich hooligans chasing and coaxing. I know the purpose of them is to make me their plaything. Therefore, I decided my attitude towards life, isn’t it just a play word? Good! Then let’s play. Who is afraid of being a fool? I have been wearing those fashionable clothes my mother didn’t wear since I went to middle school, and my classmates all envy me for those beautiful clothes. Because I am also very beautiful, there are also a group of smelly men who hug before and after. They all coaxed me, let me, and held me. I knew it was because I had a beautiful face and a plump body attracting them. All right! Let them follow! In the gangster circle, I also have several good friends, and sometimes they will give me the conditions to do that. Money, it really makes people’s souls go bad. I was almost conquered by money many times. Maybe it was because I didn’t lack money since I was young, so money didn’t play its due role in front of me. The sisters in the circle were conquered by money, and their beauty was hopeless. But money can’t make me move. I look forward to a sunny man who makes my heart beat like my father. But unfortunately, there was no man like my father who made me move until I graduated from the academy. As a woman, it was a failure to get a man who made me move when I was a girl. After graduating from the academy, I should have guarded four high walls and a group of children, but I was not willing to do nothing like this in my life. For the first time, I broke my grandmother’s wish and left my hometown where Fenshui was gurgling and went to a bustling city where no one knew anyone. I walked into the door of some funny mobile communication unswervingly and became an intern. The system of China Mobile is the exploitation system of capitalism. In order to enter its door, I paid a lot of money, not to mention, without any remuneration, and worked for more than ten hours a day, however, all kinds of unreasonable businesses almost made my newly blooming flower dry and invisible. Tired and tired work, long night, cold and cold north wind, it made me seriously think about my future in this lonely and quiet city. Although I am as beautiful as my mother, I don’t have her ability to coax men. In the bustling S city, I experienced the feeling of loneliness and helplessness for the first time in my life. The only man who supported me was a man several years older than me. His name was Liu Er. He is a man without many cultures, and it is Liu Er, who has not many cultures, who entered my spiritual life. I remember the day when I first met him, he appeared in front of me with a smirk in his oily clothes. He knew he was a repairman without introducing Xing. Because it was the introduction of my classmates, I had to accept him on the surface. What I didn’t expect was that it was this old man who filled my psychological emptiness. He said to me: he loved me, and I was absolutely surprised at that time. My mother, do I really want to put this flower on cow dung? He is really as handsome as my father. Therefore, I love the default that he said! We left a phone call after the party. We tried to get along with each other and spent the long depressed time on the phone in the last season of the cold wind roaring in 2010, liu Er seems to be like all men with low-level ideas, who cannot get rid of the demand for sex. He proposed many times to come to S city to live with me. I thought his desire was simply shameless; So I refused him. The reason is very simple. He and I are not the same person at all. According to my heart, as a woman in the early stage of youth, why don’t I want that kind of thing? But I knew in my heart that he was a man who could do that with any woman at will. The reason why I keep in touch with him is just to listen to the local voice and learn more about the changes of my hometown; Let the empty experience fill in. What is he and I? At best, it is just a friend who can chat. Frankly speaking, the person I want to dedicate to must be a man that makes me move. He never made me move for him, so he didn’t have this qualification. However, Liu Er still came, facing Liu Er’s arrival, I avoided. Late winter S city! The cold wind was still roaring recklessly. Lonely, I braved the biting cold wind and wandered around the city aimlessly. I am looking forward to the man who makes me move, and where is this man who makes me move? The cold wind still dances wildly, and I am still in ramble. How dare I go back to my rental house? Let alone face this wishful thinking Liu Er. Suddenly, there was a middle-aged man guarding his book stall on the side of the busy road. From a distance, he looked so handsome, just when I looked at him, I found that he was also casting his eyes on me from time to time. Ah! When his eyes met my eyes again, my whole body was like 1 kW electric current shuttling; My heart was suddenly vibrated by him for the first time, my heart was beating, but my feet walked towards him involuntarily. He sucked me tightly to his side like a magnet. I couldn’t help approaching his book stall, he looked at me intently again. He didn’t say a word to me. His eyes were very friendly; He stared at me for so long. Ah! What kind of man is he that can draw my heart and body to his side? I never knew him. Why did my heart beat faster when I saw him involuntarily? Is he the man I have been looking forward? I think, no, I didn’t mean to read, but the man in front of me who made me feel excited all the time, his tolerance had to make me careerism, and the vanity of pursuing perfection revived again. Although he didn’t say anything, he kept looking at me with his eyes that seemed to be talking, and I seemed to read his heart from his talking eyes; he seemed to have seen through my inner world at this time. The power of his eyes caught me, and I was finally captured by the charm of this man. The North Wind of late winter has already rolled the wandering people back to every alley. He still doesn’t talk to me; I can’t control myself. I said: Boss, do you rent a book? He shook his head, so he had no interest in renting books. I am a little unconvinced, boss, how do you sell this book? He finally spoke, not thinking that he had a standard and pleasant Southern accent. Girls and books are very cheap, you can choose whatever you want.

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…

The south wind knows my meaning and dreams about Xizhou

Yimei goes to Xizhou and sends it to Jiangbei. Single shirt apricot red, double-head Crow young color.

Where is the western continent, two oars bridge head crossing. At dusk, the wind blows the Ulva tree. Under the tree is the door, and the door is exposed. Open the door and go out to pick red lotus. In the autumn of Nantang, lotus flowers pass the head. Lower your head to get lotus seeds. Lotus seeds are as clear as water. In the sleeve of Lotus, Lotus Heart is red. Recalling Lang Lang’s arrival, he looked up at Fei Hong. Hongfei Manchuria, Hope Lang to go to the green house. I can’t see it from the high sight of the building. It’s handrail head. The railing is twelve songs, and the hanging hand is as clear as jade. The roller shutter is empty, and the sea water is green. The Sea Dream is leisurely, and I am also worried. The south wind knows my meaning and dreams about western continent. The Southern folk song “Song of the western islet” encountered a light music, and the single was played in a loop. Music flows from the heart, full of gentle lingering, nine Qu ileal. In fact, I have heard this song faintly before, but I just don’t know the name of the song. My colleague Shan told me that this song was called “missing across time and space”, and suddenly I suddenly realized. This song from light to thick, and then from thick to light, as if to bring people from the distant past life to the present, and from the present to the blurred afterlife. Across the three lives, no matter the feelings are strong or weak, the string lifted in the heart still plays the ancient lovesickness. Ouyangxiu said: life itself has love, and this hate is not the wind or the moon. Yes, most of the time, a piece of music, a paragraph of text and a scenery will make people feel sad and remind people of the time when you were a bamboo horse I am plum. Lovesickness has never been sent. From ancient times to present, the taste of this cup of wine is the same, but different people in different dynasties interpret the same story. All the stories have a sweet and beautiful beginning. If a lover can be married and can be accompanied day and night, then the days will be as calm as water and calm, then there will be no unforgettable lovesickness. It is precisely because there are various barriers in the world that lovers love each other but cannot keep together. They have to face parting, so every day together will seem precious. In the Southern Dynasty more than one thousand years ago, there was a young woman who once put the south wind to blow her lovesickness to the western continent where the lover was. It was a few later early spring, and the plum blossom in the corner had been opened by Ling Han alone. Seeing things and thinking, I remembered that my lover had plum blossoms in the snow with her. The past is vivid, but today’s lover is not around. He has to go to the western continent in Jiangbei to make a living. A loving couple was separated from each other. She lost Idsmay yuan and asked him to send it to him far away in Xizhou. I hope he can understand Mei’s heart when he sees her. Spring is coming again and again, without any news from him. But she was looking forward to the day when her lover would suddenly appear in front of her. A woman is a person who likes herself. She dresses herself up beautifully every day and only wants to leave the most beautiful moment to him. She put on the apricot red spring clothes, combed with the Crow-colored bun, and the fresh Yan was like the apricot flower, cutting and waiting for his return. She waited alone from winter to spring, and then from spring to summer. Her lover still didn’t come back. She was nothing but a shadow. Lovesickness made her look thinner. Only the Lonely Bird of labor was accompanying her. Miss him, from day to night; Read him, from night to dawn. She sank in the mud of lovesickness, so that the wind blew down the rustle of leaves Triadica sebifera the door. She mistakenly thought it was the footsteps of lover’s return. She hurried to open the door to meet with joy, and the result was an empty joy. In order to avoid the neighbor’s eyes, not to be too embarrassed, but also to relieve the lonely lovesickness in her heart, she had to go out to the lake to collect Lotus by reason. Woman, when you are alone, you can miss each other until the end of the world, but you have to dry your tears, paint delicate makeup, and devote yourself to work. In the door, Lu Cuiyan, a word revealed that she was eager and shy. She opened the door for looking forward to her lover. This sentence described the scene that she wanted to see but was ashamed to see, and she wanted to see without looking at it, and accidentally revealed Cui Di. Love for lovers is also shown in a show. Open the door and go out to pick red lotus. At this moment, she was filled with mixed feelings, deep thoughts and embarrassed mentality. On the Lake of the boat, the lotus is higher than the human head; Reach for the Lotus, and the lotus seed is mature. The character of the lover is as clear as water as the lotus seed, which makes people love it. Hide the stripped lotus seed in your arms, just like holding a lover in your chest. Lover, Lover, you know that a woman loves your heart with sincerity and perseverance; You know that a woman who loves you is waiting for you in Nantang; When will you take the steps of turning back? Lower your head to get the lotus seed, the lotus seed is as clear as water; In the sleeve of the Lotus, the Lotus Heart is red. Zhu Ziqing once quoted this sentence in his moonlight over the lotus pond. However, whenever I think of this poem, there will be a ups and downs in my heart. She thought of him in her mind, full of his figure. But he was not in front of his eyes, could not see, could not touch, and the lovesickness surging in his heart almost drowned her. From spring to autumn, he heard nothing. I don’t know if he has received the plum. I don’t know what fettered his return, and his heart was full of dismay. Looking up, I saw Feihong flying all over the sky. Autumn is coming, even wild geese know when you can return to your hometown, lover? Full of lovesickness can’t be sent. Please take Hongyan to miss you. However, none of Feihong brought your news in Western continent. The tide of missing in her heart was surging. She indulged in the struggle and almost suffocated. Climb the high-rise building to overlook, hoping that there will be a lover in the sailing is coming back. However, from dawn to evening, it is not even a thousand sails. She had no choice but to put herself on the railing and sighed with her hands. Her heart was filled with loneliness and melancholy. Roll up bead curtain and look far away, only HADAY are connected, a vast expanse. She was lonely, tall and green, but had nothing to do with herself. In the heaven and earth, only the love and care for the lover are lingering in my heart. A kind of lovesickness, two leisure worries, she knew that the lover who was far away from Xizhou must also miss themselves in Nantang. They were in love with each other and were full of love, just like The Endless River. The sea of humanity is less than half of lovesickness. There are still ends in the sea, and lovesickness has no side. Her surging thoughts for her lover are surging in her heart, like the east of the great river, vast and endless. Someone sent Mei to me, but the lover didn’t see it; The lover didn’t receive the letter from tofeihong; Now only this feeling of missing can be entrusted to the south wind that can blow to the western continent where the lover is located, I hope that my lover can know his concern and can turn back early to reunite with himself. This “song of the western islet” is the longest lyric poem in the folk songs of Yuefu in the Southern Dynasty. It expresses a woman’s long lovesickness to her lover from early spring to late autumn, from reality to dream. The whole poem is full of strong life atmosphere and vivid emotional color. It can be called the Nonsuch in the Southern Dynasty’s love poems by hiding thoughts, supporting things to express love and charming style. Li Bai said: Sauvignon Blanc, destroy the heart and liver, dream soul can’t reach the difficulty of Guan Shan. Tonight, her dream soul, riding on the wings of the South Wind, flew over the vast rivers and waters and came to the western continent. However, the dew at night was too heavy and wet her wings. She flew too heavy and tired. I don’t know if her lover is ready for her to warm up and wipe away the damp all over. Waiting is the inevitable fate of a woman at some moment. Not for men, but for love! 2014.4.18 Zan (prose editor: Ke Er) Phoenix mountain spring outing

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

Enter June

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

Linjia Lane

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

Linjia Lane

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

The confusion of summer night

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

Love story

Lover dies, lover…

Rain Lane love

When love is scattered into poems in life, I am sure that you will wait for me not far away, wait for me to sing with you in the snow, and write the romantic love words. Just, I can’t be the darling of time. Then, be a passer-by, such as the short-term stunning fireworks, explaining the endless love of the city on the stage of life. —————— Inscription when marriage writer changed the original appearance of love, only to know that not all endings can return to the former persistence and beauty. Only when the years are too tired to be tortured by feelings, when I look back, I once questioned the beginning of a love is actually a kind of pain. In your heart, how on earth should I go? If I am just an accident in your life, you have come to an end in my heart…… I can’t walk out of the rainy alley, but I don’t want to walk out of the alley, because I think your world is raining all the time. The wind and rain of the years can no longer wash away the scabbling thoughts left in the alley. A kind of warmth continues my missing and passion for life. You turned around inexplicably, without leaving me a clear look back for a moment, disappeared in the vast sea of people, without any news or trace, making my missing hazy and tired. Is it ridiculous that I appear in front of you? Or did you just take me as a passer in your life, a very ordinary passer-? I don’t believe it, because I have never given up. I love you. It’s still the red American leather umbrella, when we fell down, we hugged each other tightly. At that time, the love world was raining, and no one would shuttle back and forth in this alley. At the end of the alley, it was covered with weeds. The narrow alley can hardly hold a car, the grass under our feet, struggling through the broken green slabstone gap, and living out small white flowers, reflecting many unforgettable stories. Irresistible poverty is the culprit to end our love. More specifically, your unfortunate mother gave you a very unusual tragic fate. We cannot change. My cowardice comes from the struggle of my conscience. So you summed up the intentional and no lining performance for me. At that time, you and I were all among the small factories in the township, and we couldn’t get a salary of hundreds of yuan a month. When you say you want to redeem your freedom, you should not only make up enough 4,000 yuan, but also let me go far away with you. You will never come to this sad place. I can’t let go of my parents. I betrayed your love and measured my insincere feelings with indisputable cowardice. In fact, I am love you from the heart, almost in the sleepless, verify their feelings warm and true. You can’t resist the Fate’s arrangement for yourself, nor can you break free and resist at all. Soon after you were born, you had no father, and your mother really couldn’t live with you, so she led you to marry this man who was addicted to drinking and gambling. Mother’s tears can’t explain everything. It’s still a small thing to take your mother out of anger. What was even worse was that the stepfather, who was inferior to the Beast, raped you cruelly on a rainy night, regardless of his mother’s begging for mercy. From then on, you had no laughter. You told me that the purpose of your work here was to escape the pursuit of wild animals. The most effective way for mother is to marry you out earlier. Only when you meet me and I meet you can you understand what love is. However, your tears can’t pour out all the damage to your heart. At present, my mother has received the bride price from others and has been squandered by her stepfather for a long time. The only thing that can be changed now is to repay the debt and go away from home with your beloved. Is there no other way to decide happiness? No. Is there another way to solve the problem? Impossible. Because you want to escape the control of the Devil, otherwise, you will do something stupid. At this time, the most direct way to have love is to collect enough 4,000 yuan to return other people’s bride price, and then two loving hearts run away; However, the practice of betraying love is simpler, the astronomical figure of 4,000 yuan is not terrible. What is terrible is to stay away from parents and wander the world. Affection defeated love, and I chose cowardice. I have been trying hard to solve other paths, but I still can’t persuade you to get rid of the control of Warcraft. You have no choice but to go far away. Love to the depth of love and self-injury, rather than giving up, I began to re-examine everything about you, think about the most imperfect side of you, and even thought of leaving my job. However, I can’t seem to be able to close the door to Forget You by myself. I am still uncertain, waiting for a new turn in your situation. In the garden in front of the Office of the factory, flowers of various colors are competing to bloom. Those beautiful female employees gathered together in the garden to take photos. You also came, with the pursuit and temptation of beauty, just standing at the corner of the wall from a distance. At this time, I made a bold proposal to lend you the beautiful clothes of the female companions and take some photos to show them to myself. You have no objection, lower your head and your face is red. I know that you don’t have a decent dress. You are also a girl and have the same urgency and desire for beauty. The kind sisters surrounded you at this moment. Some matched you with a skirt, picked you a coat, and carefully combed your hairstyle to dress you like a bride to be married. You set your eyes on me at the first sight, with clear eyes hiding unspeakable happiness and excitement. Your appearance is no worse than any female employee in the factory. Your eyes are so bright and vivid. Uniform body shape, slim and attractive. It’s just that your skin is a little dark, but you won’t laugh loudly and happily. If life can, I would rather change your face, not let you expose yourself to the sun, not let you do physical work, hold you in my arms, and not let you suffer any injustice and harm. At that time, you will smile happily, laughing very simply and naturally. Unfortunately, all this only comes from my imagination. I dare not face your eyes, because love makes me weak. Wearing a light blue pattern shirt, wearing a black mini skirt, and sexy stockings, amazing some people in the place. Hold a Red Sunshine cloth umbrella, and the chest is full of red and yellow China rose. You haven’t smiled all the time. Your eyes are looking at the camera. You are so focused and staring, as if you want to say something to me? In May of that year, the heaven was not beautiful, and the falling rain was five times apart. On a rainy night, you came to my dormitory and said that you would let me see your photos. The rain wet your clothes and hair. As soon as you entered the door, I couldn’t wait to find you a coat and put it on. As soon as I approached you, I clearly smelled your attractive body fragrance. I really want to hold you in my arms and touch the temperature of your body with my heart. It’s just that I haven’t found a reason to hug you yet. If it is love, who will not understand whose mind. You looked up gently and showed me your photo with a smile for the first time. Your eyes stayed on my face for a long time. Suddenly, you jumped into my arms and let the sudden happiness melt my heart. At this moment, I heard the rain outside the window, your heartbeat and your crying…… Tonight, I am your most beautiful bride from your low cry, I saw your closed eyes and gently wriggling lips. The night melted by the wind and rain outside the window…… After the rain, you disappeared in the vast sea of people without any news. I didn’t go through the formalities of leaving the factory, and I didn’t even have time to get the salary of the month. Step on the soft dirt path under your feet, and the end of the extension is your home. I hesitated several times, but I didn’t know what kind of identity to appear in front of your mother. With Love in the moment, I pushed open the empty wooden door of the hut. Your mother is already white-haired, that hateful stepfather, who suffered from diabetes several years ago, and her life has been unable to take care of themselves. Fortunately, he had a son who went to work in the south with his wife. In fact, these are not important. What matters is that I have found the sad theme. From then on, my heart could not be peaceful. My conscience has been condemned again. Is it easy to change your fate for 4,000 yuan? My mother told me that she married you to the man who was seven years older than you that year. The days are indeed as beautiful as imagined, and they love each other very much. It didn’t take long to work in the south together. The man contracted drugs and turned his home upside down. What is more unexpected is that he cheated you in partnership with drug dealers to tempt you to get addicted to drugs so that you could run back and forth for their business. Unfortunately, once you had a drug addiction, you injected yourself more than the amount and never woke up again. Fortunately, you did not become a sinner of the people, and your man was forced to go to jail. What makes you close your eyes is that your only son was admitted to the university under the careful training of his aunt. Did you deliberately end your life in this extreme way? Do you see through the red dust of the years before you go to a road of no return. In your heart, how should I go? You won’t tell me. In life, I can’t find you in love. Only with a kind of hope and fantasy walked back and forth in the rainy alley. There are many figures about you, and there are many unforgettable stories about us. However, you wouldn’t even give me a thought. The photo I only glanced at was always fixed in my memory and could not change your beautiful appearance when you were young all your life. Not all endings can complete a beautiful past, nor can we see the rainbow after all the storms. Miss you, let me fall in love with the rainy season. I’m afraid I have to spend my whole life walking back and forth in the alley. Close to the alley, close to you.

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