Lose to Love 5

So, Mrs. Xu, are you here to rob and plunder money? Look at this posture. It’s like a black boss! Still a woman! Yamei looked at her face completely different from what she used to look like before and spent a lot of smoky makeup. It was really charming and charming. You all go out to relax. I have something to talk to Mr. broken. Yu Jing looked at ya Mei and said. After a group of bodyguards went out, she looked at Miss ya Mei Ya Mei. Aren’t you going out? Why did I go out? This is my home. Yamei looked at her straight. Then I have to send you out. Somebody! Get this woman out of here! When the voice fell, bodyguards came in to Yamei. Stop! I stood up and protected Yamei behind me. Yo, has the Spoony fool also begun to protect people who are irrelevant to him? I don’t want to weigh how many catties I really want to protect people. You are still far away. Yu Yu sat quietly on the table and looked at the charming smile of the broken girl. You go out first. He turned to Yamei and said. Brother key, as soon as I was about to speak, I was kissed by the broken mouse. It was not only ya Mei who was shocked that even Yu Jing was stunned behind them, tears spinning in her eyes. One day you will see that the kiss of the person who loved you to die belongs to another person because you don’t cherish it. At the moment, a trace of regret flashed in Yu Jing’s eyes, but it soon returned to the waves. Have you finished kissing? Get out quickly. Yu Jing looked at him with mocking eyes. When Yamei passed by her, she suddenly stretched out her hand and printed on her face. Get out quickly. When he said this sentence, Yamei smiled twice and walked out. It turns out that the undefeated love in your heart only belongs to her, not to others. It is impossible and cannot belong to me. This is the biggest joke. Isn’t it? Will your heart twitch and ache when you hit her? Brother key? Yamei couldn’t turn back any more, and she didn’t want to turn back any more. What’s the matter? Why did you come to I am so voluntarily? Do you know about Kai? Why refuse? You can’t involve your failure in the mall with his appearance. It’s not smart. Yu Jing stood in front of him and looked at him from the corner of his mouth. Is it? Of course, you are Mrs. Xu! Asking for me for him would be more reasonable. Go ahead, what can I get? Why don’t you sleep with me for a month? Sit down on the sofa and look at the face completely changed. Don’t be so bad ~ of course, if you have a way to embarrass me, I will have a way to let Miss Yamei be a miss once. Think about it yourself. Your heart is I am. I only need a small piece. You can make an offer. As high as possible, I will satisfy you. Threaten me with someone I love? Don’t hesitate to threaten. If you don’t kneel down and beg me, I am won’t agree. Looking at the arrogant woman in front of him, he couldn’t help feeling funny. Don’t you care about her? You were very kind to me at the beginning. Yi Yu Jing is close to breaking. So you want to catch up with me! Dear, why didn’t you say so earlier? When he stood up and stretched out his hand, Yu Jing closed his eyes. She grabbed her hair and smashed it to the tea table. Blood flow is inevitable. It hurts, doesn’t it? Yu Jing, I really care about you and want you very much. However, now I have dispelled this year. Because you know what? You are willing to die for him. It seems that you and he are really married. The soul of the couple has already rotted together. Call 30 million to my account when I go back. The operation was performed as usual. Don’t worry, I’ll be there. When you go back, don’t say I hit you, just say you want to die and let me clean up. The broken chopsticks loosened his hand and went out. Madam, madam, are you okay? Call an ambulance! The bodyguard picked her up. Don’t call an ambulance. Call my personal doctor here. I am won’t let you go.

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…

There are beautiful people in the north, immortal and independent

There are beautiful people in the north and they are immortal and independent. The city of people, and then the country of people. I don’t know whether it is Qingcheng or drop-dead gorgeous. It is difficult for a beauty to get any more. Han Li Yannian’s song of beauty comes from this song of beauty. One jueshijiaren, she was not exposed to the red dust, extraordinary, but made countless ordinary people in the red dust fall for it. She looked back, and all the people in the city were fascinated by it. She looked back again that people all over the country fell for it. Don’t you know the consequences of turning the city into a country? However, once you miss the opportunity, you will never meet such a beautiful woman again. So, are you willing to pay for such a beautiful woman? This song, singing and sighing, produces endless temptation and helplessness to people. Beauty, loneliness, time will pass, beauty and confusion, even if drop-dead gorgeous reminds people that enjoyment should be timely. After reading countless beautiful women, Emperor Wu of Han sighed and said: Wonderful! Is there really such a beauty in the world? The sister of Emperor Wu of Han immediately recommended to him Princess Pingyang. This beautiful woman was Li Yannian’s sister. Emperor Wu of Han summoned Li Yannian’s sister. She was really smart and beautiful, and she could sing and dance well. So Emperor Wudi of Han Dynasty made her his wife and favored her. The story of Emperor Wu was described in detail in the Book of Han. Mrs. Li did not see Emperor Wu in her illness. It probably means that Mrs. Li was seriously ill. Emperor Wu came to visit him, and Mrs. Li didn’t see him covered with quilt. Emperor Wu offered gifts with thick things, and she didn’t want Emperor Wu to meet. Afterwards, I asked Mrs. Li why this was so? Mrs. Li said: I am seriously ill and gaunt. When the emperor saw that my appearance was not as beautiful as before, he would certainly dislike disgust. I didn’t see him in order to let him remember my beauty. After my death, I will add my brothers and people when I miss him! Indeed, after Mrs. Li’s death, Emperor Wu of Han buried her deeply, and added his brother Li Guangli as the general and xihaihou, while Li Yinian was the commander of the law. After Mrs. Li’s death, Emperor Wu of Han missed her very much and asked Fang Shi to attract her soul. Across the tent, Emperor Wu of Han faintly saw a graceful woman, like Mrs. Li, but she could not meet each other. So he missed more sorrow and wrote a poem: is it evil, not evil? Standing and looking at it, why Shanshan came late! Mrs. Li’s last words are really classic. If the husband is a person with color, he loves Chi with color fading, and loves Chi with grace. Yes, Emperor Wu of Han fell in love with Wei Zifu, the singer of Princess Pingyang family at first sight, because Queen Chen Ajiao was so jealous, so Emperor Wu abolished her throne and abandoned her in the long Gate Palace. Even if his mother-in-law and sister-in-law Princess Tao spent thousands of pounds of gold and bought a long-door Fu from Sima Xiangru, he did not change his mind. To keep a mistress in a luxurious house this beautiful fairy tale was broken by Wei Zifu in an instant with the passage of time. Wei Zifu’s brother-in-law specializes in pet, and for a time, Wei’s family was extremely proud of pet. Wei Zifu Gui is the Queen; Her son was appointed as the Prince by Emperor Wu from birth, and has always been favored by Emperor Wu; His younger brother Wei Qing and nephew Huo Dien was appointed as the Grand General, and under the neutrality of the Huns in Northern Expedition, he made great achievements in battle. However, Mrs. Li can see through men’s worries, and the color will surely love Chi. After a long time, Wei Zifu was old and frail. Emperor Wu of Han Dynasty neglected her and went to the new pet of Mrs. Li. Mrs. Li’s brothers were quickly sealed up. The wise Mrs. Li thought that Emperor Wu of Han would remember her kindness and miss her forever. As long as the Emperor missed her, he could keep the glory and wealth of his family forever. She was wrong. As time goes by, men will gradually forget her, not to mention her man is the emperor with beautiful women around her! Shortly after her death, her brother Li Guangli lost the North Expedition to Hun and was captured and surrendered. Another brother sat in the palace, and Li’s family was destroyed. Mrs. Li understood the psychology of a man, but she had not yet seen the essence of her man. There is no good end to being a woman of Emperor Wu in Han Dynasty. Chen Ajiao died in the long Gate Palace, which was a good ending; Wei Zifu was framed and committed suicide later. The new pet of Emperor Wu of Han Dynasty in his later years was Mrs. Wu. He set Mrs. Wu Ling, the son of Mrs. Wu, as the Prince, that is, the later Emperor Zhao of Han. However, Mrs. Wu Yi, who was only 24 years old, became his funeral. If the husband is a person with color, he loves Chi with color fading, and loves Chi with grace. Does the emperor have love? Did Emperor Wu of Han Aquacome them? What she loves is their youth and beauty. If he had true love, he would not neglect them because of the passage of time and the aging of his appearance. If he had true love, he would not be cruel enough to make his six-year-old child lose his mother, and let his mother bury himself. The 24-year-old lady hook Yi, a flower-like life, was sacrificed alive because of the emperor’s favor. If this is Emperor Wu’s love for her, then this love is too selfish, too cold, selfish and cruel to be outrageous. Emperor Wudi had so many women in his life. It is said that after his death, he was still lucky for those palace girls who kept the spirit for him, which scared those palace girls out of their wits. Although this is a joke, it shows that what he has is only desire, not true love. Sad for these Emperor’s women, sad for this song of beauty. Why did Li Yinian use this song to introduce his sister to Emperor Wu of Han Dynasty? Just for short-term prosperity and wealth? Even if Mrs. Li was favored by Emperor Wu for a while, she was not committed after her death? Even if the mother is the world, what if you are the Queen? Chen Ajiao is the queen of GUI for Royal Descent, and he has not survived the fate of being abandoned. What about glory and wealth? It’s not over my eyes! Who knows how much desolation is behind this RONGHUA MOONCAKE? In the Princess Pingyang family, Wei Zifu was taken a fancy by Emperor Wu of Han, but he had forgotten her long after he returned to the palace. He didn’t remember her until a year later when Emperor Wu of Han planned to dismiss the Maid of the palace. Wei Zifu cried and asked to leave the palace. Wei Zifu was lucky, and he was specially favored for at least ten years. I don’t know how Wei Zifu spent the long lonely years ten years later. How many women were there in the palace, and I never saw the emperor in my whole life. However, some people are blessed because of this. At that time, the mother of Emperor Han Wen, Empress Dowager Bo, was a maid of the palace. Liu Bang gave birth to Emperor Han Wen only once. The women competing with LV Hou in the harem were all killed, while the mother and son of Empress Dowager Bo were saved from slaughter because they were not favored by Liu Bang. When LV Hou was in power, the King Liu was almost killed. After LV Hou’s death, the new emperor was established again, so the emperor of Han Wen picked up an emperor’s throne. Although the Empress Dowager Bo respected her as the mother of the country, his man only survived her once in his life, and she was born in the court and faced complicated court struggles. How many people can understand the bitterness behind this? How many people can taste it? What if power is poured into the world? After Liu Bang’s death, LV Hou had the exclusive power, which could be said to be an uncrowned Queen. She embraced the world, was rich, and enjoyed the honor of the world. For a while, the Power fell into the field, which did not bring for great honor to the children, but brought disaster and killing. After her death, all the people were destroyed, and her son Emperor Hui of Han and daughter Princess yuan of Lu were also affected. In fact, such a situation exists in any generation, but the world is blinded by the temporary power of RONGHUA MOONCAKE. Without this song of beauty, Mrs. Li would not enter the palace and her people would not rise to heaven because of this. Li Guangli, the elder brother of her incompetent generation, would not command indiscriminately in the Northern Expedition without being appointed as a general, which led to the defeat of the battle and surrender. Without Mrs. Li being favored, her brother would not be Lawless to the Palace of fornication, bringing disaster to the people. Is beauty song a disaster or a blessing? The benevolent see benevolence, the wise see wisdom. It is said that beauty and disaster are not wrong, in fact, the beauty itself is wrong in the motives of those who do things with color, but in the desire of men to expand and the ravines to be flat. 2014.2.22

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…

Magnolia blossoms fragrant my heart

The sky was gloomy and the fog was heavy. It was cool when I got up in the morning. Wu Yun pressed the roof, the tall building in the distance, confused. Near the balcony of the high-rise building, clothes have already been put into the house, and every family closed the window of the balcony. The park in front of my house was covered with lush trees, but it seemed boring at this time. After singing a few songs, the birds can no longer sing spring songs. The withered and yellow fallen leaves all over the ground have penetrated into the soil and turned into more spring mud Hu Hua. Flower, where is it? Why can’t you see it? Are those little red flowers on the balcony? Only the appearance, no aroma, beyond the golden, lose in it! Suddenly a wave of anger poured into the bottom of my heart, and the Heart Lake rippled with sadness. Friendship betrayal, the departure of my lover made me unable to let go for a long time. It has been three years, and the trauma of three years has not been recovered so far. Close the door, enter the room, sit down, take out a white wooden box from the drawer, open it, and see that the originally White Magnolia has turned into yellow and black dried flowers. Extremely ugly, There is no fragrance. This is our destiny three years ago. At that time, he took off the magnolia, strung it into a necklace and put it on my neck. He said, this flower is you, clean and white, fragrant, without any dirt. I treasure it. In his eyes, I am is so beautiful and pure. He touched my nose carefully and said, you simple little girl. At the thought of this, my tears could not stop any more and slowly fell down my cheeks. What simplicity? Since you dropped Magnolia and kissed those red flowers with your lips, my heart has withered, Magnolia has turned yellow, and the years have passed, the white life has also become gloomy, and the charming aroma has been dull since then. Tears dried up and fell asleep unconsciously. Wake up and walk out of the balcony, it is already the sunshine on the ground. The sky lit up and the thick fog cleared away. The tall buildings in the distance were clearly visible. People took out their clothes again to dry. The dark green leaves in the park are slightly more lovely than before. The sun shines on them, and the birds sing the song of heaven again, a little tactfully, a little clear and a little restless. Fallen leaves all over the ground seem to have another meaning. In early summer, the sunshine is brighter and warm. I stretched out my hand and touched the warm fragments of sunshine. The colorful diamond-shaped sunshine is more sacred through the lubricated fingertips. Magnolia flowers bloom, some are in bud, hidden deep in the tender green flower; Some show pointed little heads, shaking lovely little heads with the wind; Some have exposed the whole long and full body, shining bright white light in the sun. My boyfriend took off one and put it in my hand carefully. Look at it with yellowish white, petals overlapping layer by layer, smooth as the baby’s skin, full and plump, it seems to be smiling. He said, smell it. An intoxicating aroma came to my nose. It was like a strong aroma like strong spirits. It breathed in and sucked again. The fragrance was lighter and slightly drunk, so the concentration of aroma was not so obvious. Again, the aroma floated into my lungs from my nostrils, changing the fragrant air into my lungs. My brain was filled with this aroma, which made me confused. Finally, the fragrance floated to my heart, with the feeling that the fragrance of flowers makes people drunk. Many children were running and chasing under these magnolia trees, desperately looking for the trace of Magnolia Landing; Several couples sat on the grass under the magnolia tree, whispering softly and intimately; an elderly couple sat on a bench under the tree, holding Magnolia in their hands and laughing at each other. At this time, I have no doubt that I am simple woman, but I am not that kind of silly simplicity, and I will never be confused by sweet words again. Simplicity is the flower language of Magnolia. After the wind and rain and the vicissitudes of feelings, I realized that what I wanted was not fragile simplicity, but a kind and innocent heart after my heart was gloomy. Don’t be hated to cover the originally gentle and sentimental heart and numb the sentimental heart. The new relationship has injected fresh blood into me. Sincerely, it is also the flower language of Magnolia. When I told him my emotional experience, he gently stroked my hair and said to me gently, “I love you, and I won’t feel bad because of your past. Accept your past, love your present and future. He put his fist on his chest and said no more. Magnolia, Magnolia, after the wind and rain hit, you dropped the fragrance all over the ground and broke the branches. But next year, new branches will grow again, and you will spit out the fragrance in the sunshine of early summer, full of tender buds! As long as you are still pure white and fresh and fragrant, people will still place their feelings on you. Sticking to your beauty and smell should also be your flower language! Magnolia, Magnolia, we all live happily. The child waiting for you under the tree, the lover with his back, the old couple who cherish each other and the US who fall in love at this moment, isn’t such a feeling like this scenery a kind of happiness? Magnolia, your flower language is happiness!

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

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

Enter June

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

Linjia Lane

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

Linjia Lane

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

The confusion of summer night

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

Love story

Lover dies, lover…

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

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

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

Enter June

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

Linjia Lane

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

Linjia Lane

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

The confusion of summer night

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

Love story

Lover dies, lover…

Seaside Summer night romantic me (original)

Shenzhen is the window of China’s reform and opening up, and it is also a new seaside garden city. There are different temperature differences between the seaside and inland, where the temperature difference between morning and evening and day is very different. Although it is the hottest day and the temperature is higher, as long as it is in the morning and evening, the temperature drops, not too hot. The night in Shenzhen is particularly charming, but she always has the reputation of a city that never sleeps. The night in Shenzhen is really intoxicating. The colorful red light, like the beating five-line sound spectrum, blinked with flashing eyes, illuminating the whole shenzhen city brighter and more colorful than the day. In the blooming season of white magnolia, it was a bright Moon and Empty Night. I had the honor to stroll with my husband on the mangrove beach on the Golden Coast. The fragrance of white magnolia flowers accompanied by the sea breeze penetrated into our hearts in bursts. Accidentally, I’m afraid even the air will freeze the fragrance of flowers. A breeze blew, and the green leaves dyed coolness in the middle of the night. At this time, my heart is like a new sail raised, and every corner of it is as full as the wind. The stars were clear and bright, each of them bent down, and the HAILANG kept dancing and dancing, making the moonlight, Starlight and lights of the night messy. At this time, I suddenly felt a kind of happiness, such chaotic and intoxicated happiness. I have never felt the favor of the creator so affectionately. Under the light, there is a flashing and real dream. My heart is excited and swaying, and there is a beautiful echo from afar. I seem to hear the melodious rhythm again, and smell the rose fragrance refreshing people’s hearts. There is also the unforgettable wedding speech: You Love Me accompanied forever, and the love and affection are increasing day by day. Yes, husband, our love is indeed growing with the times, constantly updating, bottomless and boundless, no deep or shallow. For 24 years, we have guarded and cherished this love, making it still glowing and fresh. I live in dreams, poems, endless happiness and colorful hopes every day. Heavy joy and Joy hang in my heart every day. Every morning, I always get up earlier than you, then arrange breakfast, eat well and go to work by myself, and keep yours until you get up. We get off work together in the evening, and our cooperation is always so tacit. If we have something to do together, we will have fun together if we want to play. We are pursuing new happiness and happiness every day. A breeze woke me up in my dream. But when I woke up, I was still intoxicated in my dream. Looking at my husband who was close to each other, I shouted sincerely in my heart: I love the summer night on the beach, and I love my husband.

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…

Romantic Tanabata romantic feelings (original)

Romantic Tanabata rippling my romantic feelings. I will borrow my colleague’s mobile phone, pretend to be my husband’s lover, and send a long-lasting affection text message to my husband, giving him a surprise and sweetness.

Husband, no matter how willful I am, I will ignore you all day long and let you do whatever you want, but you still can’t see my old smile, but there are still chicken with chilies of your favorite food on the table, fish in brown sauce and fried dishes are waiting for you. No matter how naughty I am, I am so naughty that I often pull your ears gently with my hands and play little bunny, but I just can’t bear to hurt you. Sometimes I take a few mischievous things with me in my innocence, fishing for you, smashing your place, holding your nose to prevent you from breathing, and tapping your bulging belly gently with my hands, but in addition to laughing, you like to say one sentence best: If you are naughty again, I will spank you. No matter in reality or on the Internet, although I have many friends and many opposite sex, you never ask or interfere. Because you know in your heart that only you are in my heart, and no one can be allowed. Although my eyes are not focused on you for 24 hours a day, it may go higher and farther beyond your head. My heart will never stop unrestrained, but you firmly believe that, my unrestrained heart cannot leave you and the happy home we built together with love.

Husband, in fact, I don’t want much: a plain and light you who will accompany me to the end of my life; A few crazy bosom friends who will accompany me two to forever. In fact, you are not only my life partner, but also my most intimate friend. Husband, since we are friends, I swear here: even if the whole world betrays you, I will support you by your side. We will go to hell together. Don’t doubt that your side is empty, please believe that I am always there. I will not say that you are there in the best time, but affirm: because of your existence, I have the best time. My romance is an inherent gift, my innocence is our happy photo, my naughty is a close-up of romance, please accept me, always accept everything I have. On the rainy night of Tanabata, in the old place where we met, I no longer want you to hold an umbrella for me. I just want us to hug each other in the romantic rain, enjoy the sweetness of love quietly and repeat the most common.

By lunar July 7,

When the Cowherd and weaving maid meet.

Wow, Cowherd and weaving maid,

The sky on Earth is slim.

Looking forward to getting together,

The short meeting is more lovesickness.

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…

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The fairy tale of that summer, whose fleeting time

Every girl used to be an angel without tears. When she met her beloved boy, she had tears. Angels shed tears and fall into the world. So every boy can’t live up to his girl. Because she once gave up the whole heaven for you! — Inscription (Wen, Sakura cold water) summer comes quietly with the footsteps of spring. Night, silence is like Lan. The wind gently pushed away the small window, playing the purple wind chime mischievously. In front of the window, her fingers were flying, and a drop of the big bright tear hung in the corner of her eyes. She is writing, writing a fairy tale about summer. However, the fairy tale that belongs to her, about her, has already been gradually mottled and blurred in the fragrance of her years. In that beautiful and dreamy summer, he met her in a word. She was drunk, drunk in his melancholy words, drunk in his poetic love. They wrote each other into each other’s stories, sweet, sad and romantic. Happiness flows in each other’s words. He said that the article was written for understanding friend. Therefore, she wrote him into poems, words and the most beautiful fairy tale that summer! But how can it be written into my heart? Is it a pass? Or the city built in the ground? Or the fairy tale about summer under the oiled paper umbrella in Jiangnan? She wrote a word by word, with sadness and a stranded fate! Since then, I have wasted time and kept one person in my heart. Wait silly, wait for the fate of meeting; Look forward to, look forward to, look back. The text is too thin! Even though you have deep love, you cannot outline the beauty of your first encounter. Therefore, in the quiet time, we can only remove the charm, let the poetry flow on the tip of the pen, and let the fragrance of the words affect her fleeting time.. Who got his hands on whose fleeting time? Empty leaves infinite sadness.. Who rolls from whose red dust, writing sadness in words! Because I know, I know each other and cherish each other; Because I know, I can’t bear to separate; Because I know, I can also be light. In the summer of that year, the warmth of that half season became her own fairy tale, one person’s anxiety, one person’s joy, one person’s silence and one person’s waiting. In the words of that day, he asked her what kind of flowers would she like if she met each other? She smiled and wrote three words starry sky. Yes, in the words, she is willing to the flower language of that season: pure, caring, thinking, supporting role, true love and pure heart. In that summer, she liked the white flower and the beautiful sad fairy tale! In the early summer of that year, she wrote him into the words, and a piece of poetry was Fragrant. In the ancient LOVESICKNESS TREE of that year, she engraved his name on the wish card, let the wind and rain be misty, quietly telling a wonderful blessing. //// He is really cruel! Come gently and walk quietly! Just like the one described in the ten, wave your hand without taking away a piece of clouds. He touched her fleeting time so easily, leaving the most huamel flies in that fleeting time. Then, he turned around and left! A lifetime may be just a superficial dialogue. But she was willing to turn into that little bird, and from then on she forgot how tall the sky was. It’s just that in this dazzling city, can you tolerate her obsession? When his message appeared again on the qq of the computer, all her uneasy, unwilling to give up and missing turned into that sentence for a long time. Yes, long time no see! The most beautiful language in the world! Through the call of thousands of mountains and rivers, it turned into a tear that has not been seen for a long time. It slides down instantly and uses the most beautiful Radian; The heart is broken instantly and in the cruelest way. Looking at his bright avatar, she suddenly remembered the poem: You see, or you don’t see me, I am there, not sad or happy; You read, or don’t read me, love is there, don’t come or not; You love, or don’t love me, love is there, no increase or decrease; You follow, or don’t follow me, my hand is in your hand, don’t give up; Come to my arms, or let me live in your heart. Love in Silence, Love in Silence! At that moment, she knew clearly that he had left a tear in her heart and became the most eternal wound in her life. ///// Love, hurry. In a flash, it was another early summer. The fairy tales he left her had already sprouted in her words. There are beautiful pain and faint heartbreaks flowing in the pages of words. Silent waiting, silent lovesickness. Hate, hate meet too late; Resentment, resentment is deep and shallow. The words were soaked with her tears, which was the sadness he would never touch. In her heart, she silently waited for the promises and secrets between them, waiting for another spring blossom beyond that time. There is a kind of encounter, not a simple encounter, but a kind of traction of the soul. Shallow encounter, deeply hidden. Since then, the heart has fallen and it has been hard to cross. As if the wind gently crossed the hill, he easily broke into her heart. Who said that love was always so inexplicable, completely beyond her expectation and disturbed her calm heartbeat. The fairy tale of that summer had already woke up, but did not wake up! Just because there are stories belonging to her and him in fairy tales! At night, it seems that there is also a wisp of sadness, allowing time to flow gently at your fingertips. At the window, the purple wind chimes still sang unknown ballads. She raised her head and a meteor crossed the sky. Close your eyes and close your palms. She murmured in her heart that if you are well, it will be sunny and windy. Have you ever heard it! Hear the blessing under the meteor.. Feng er, can you take it for her! Take that crazy blessing. This summer is beautiful., Fairy tales about this summer have just begun,,,,,,. Please specify the author for reprinting original works.

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…

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Snow red scarf

It has entered late winter, and the cold color makes people breathe. The smell of winter is as strong as a day. This is the bitter weather, but there has not been a real snow this year. Walking in the outdoor city street in the daytime, I always feel very cold for two days, like the water in a deep well in a cold night. Feet, as if lost consciousness, touch themselves like a piece of cooling iron. Suddenly, a friend from a distance sent a warm greeting to the cold day! Is it snowing in the small town where you live? Then I replied a message that I haven’t seen the real snow this year. Today, the same cloud, which is full of snow outside the small town, is particularly thick and mature. A little motionless cloud enveloped in the cold day seemed to be more rigid and lazy in my two days. In the morning, I woke up from my dream, and there was still a trace of my dream in my heart. I vaguely remember passing by a steep hanging edge. When I was near and saw a clear water, I didn’t appreciate enough water! The dream of pure white flew out of the window, far away and ethereal. There is a kind of quiet and fresh in the dream of pure white tonight. The golden eyes can be seen in the dream of pure white tonight, which makes me embrace a rose-colored soul with warmth and favor. How can such a dream be without regret and disability when waking up! I am always moved by regret and disability. Maybe meditation in my dream can penetrate the beauty of unconscious calling in a person’s soul. With regret and incomplete mood, I looked up and saw a cool world that was brighter and brighter outside the window. Only then did I know that the snow filled the night quietly fell last night. Before I could put on a cotton-padded coat, I quietly walked to the window and sat in the cold window staring at the distant snow. I have watched with calm heart that the white and charming slender posture is flying in the cold sky, like crystal clear, soft and silent White Lotus. The vast sky is really beautiful! I instinctively stretched out my hands from the windowsill to pick up white snowflakes, carefully holding them in my hands, holding them in my hands, as if she looked at me with a smile and made a cool sound with the wind, I came a little late this winter. Are you okay? Don’t melt me. I flew all the way from the sky to your window. I just came to the warm world. You are watching, snowflakes fall on the nearby cement roof, and the West Wall presents a silvery cool world and quiet. Soft White heads lit on the ridge of the tall and low roof in the distance. Snow is an indispensable element in winter. I like the sky with heavy snow, I like the world in my eyes to be soft and white. Oh! I really want to stretch out my hands and say that I saw the real snow falling in the first winter this year. In the afternoon, walk out of the door and go to the top of the White Lotus which is full of flying outside the window! Look at the river far and near filled with silvery snow, look at the winter snow under the sunset extra Sunset West slope. That should be good. I also like the feeling of creaking and soft snow in the snow, clean and refreshing. I often think of the snow in my childhood on the way to snow. Just like this winter when I think of my childhood, I often break the long ice glaze under the short eaves of the room. My childhood playmates and I rush to eat the ice glaze as ice sucker gags. I also often think that it would be beautiful if I could flying snowflakes with her when I saw the sky plum blossoms in the snow every winter. I walked down the stairs and came to the outdoors. But who knows that snowflakes pounced gently with the wind, and they pounced on me. Snowflakes flew gently onto my cotton-padded coat, and some snowflakes shook down under my feet by hand. Some snowflakes penetrated into the placket and slowly merged into bright small drops of water. In this way, I walked on the whiter snow, stepped on the snow, listened to the snow and watched the snow. I walked on the street in the city more quietly than before, and the vegetable seller and the fruit seller were gone. Turning right, I came to the river monster. The snow here is thicker than the courtyard and street. The fine wood branches on both sides were covered with snow without a trace of shaking. The quiet beauty was like tingtingyuli wearing a white angel. There is not a flying sparrow among the branches, but they are still covered in the warm nest. On late winter, in the sunny and cold weather on weekdays, the shadow of the river was just a cold time. Today, there are more people watching snow by the river. I walked on the snow gently, watching people with different expressions at the two ends of their lives. Some children gathered together to make snowmen, and some loved each other together, there are also passers-by who don’t care about the snow. Against the white background, their figures are innocent and naughty, passionate and young, hurried and clear. It took a long time to walk out of the door and snow today, and it was already evening on the way back. Under the foot of the snow, there was still a loose, soft and chattering sound. Snowflakes drifted away one after another, walking, Suddenly, I saw a woman wearing a white down jacket with a red scarf lingering around her neck not far from me walking in the snow with me. The beauty of this woman in the snow is dazzling. She looks in her thirties, slender, short hair, and has a refreshing and calm smell. Although this woman was wearing thick warm clothing, she could not hide her youthful breath. This is the breath of youth that is really young! In my eyes, women of this age are the most beautiful in the world. I took a sneak peek. Her cheeks were full and shallow Ruddy like a ripe apple in the flying snowflakes, climbing up her cheeks like the sun at dusk. In such a snowy day, there is such a woman who makes people appreciate it. Why not find Mei by stepping on the snow? We each walked through the snow and walked all the way to the bus stop No. 13 on the street of the city. There was a person between us. Her golden eyes were clear, filled with thin tenderness, and she was a little arrogant, but very beautiful. Her dress is economical, independent and free. Her silence is different from her standing posture from that of an ordinary woman. In particular, this woman’s thin and white wrist is shining with a green jade bracelet, which is really interesting. This woman in the sky is supposed to have a story. When bus No. 13 started slowly, the car and the beautiful red scarf slowly disappeared in the snowy night. On a thin snowy night, I looked back at the bus and the flowing red scarf in the snowy day. Thinking, who is the beautiful woman with a red scarf standing under the bus stop with me when she returns from snow with me this evening? On the way back from the snow, I had a similar dream as beautiful as last night. Sometimes in the dream, sometimes outside the dream, I lived for one beautiful moment after another in the dream, Really good. Just like this evening, a beautiful woman on a snowy day didn’t make an appointment with me. She walked with me in the snow, but the feeling of Origin made me write a story about a red scarf on a snowy day. The snowy red scarf is a warm hand, maybe it is a kind of meditation and beautiful calling beauty! No matter it is warm, meditation or calling, I just want to write this story of snowy red scarf to my heart, and to my heart. At this time, standing in the flying snow all over the sky, I suddenly remembered the soft red scarf in the distance. Who knows that she exists in my dream like a dream? If you want to ask? I can’t hold my dream in my hand. How can I tell you how deep the red scarf in my dream exists in my heart! I can only say that although we have never seen it, it is just a red scarf that attracts my imagination in pure white dreams. Are you all right now? I like a person’s schedule and sexy writing. I like chatting with people with different thoughts, drinking tea alone, meditating alone, living a simple life, and being myself simply.

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…

Operating marriage

Marriage Crisis has appeared more and more in modern society. Throughout the development of society, society is progressing, but divorce rate is greatly improving. Why is it like this? In the old society, people’s marriage was just a matchmaker’s words. Sometimes before they got married, men and women had no chance to hug each other, walk together and talk together, some even haven’t seen each other before they get married. They don’t even know whether they look good or bad. However, in that kind of marriage, they still want to stay together and love each other, spend a lifetime together and grow old together. But now the Society has developed. What is self-talk, hug, date, Kiss, share romantic love, two-person world, unmarried cohabitation, trial marriage, is really a pattern, however, the crisis of marriage still appears from time to time. Therefore, modern people should have more ideas: operating marriage. Yes, marriage needs to be operated, just like flowers need rain and sunshine to moisten marriage needs to be operated with love. In today’s diverse and complicated society, extramarital love, Xiao San, Bao er, one-night stands really emerge one after another, so if you don’t pay attention, marriage will light up a red light. Of course, in the face of a truly hopeless marriage, divorce is the best relief and way out. However, for a marriage that has not yet reached the desperate situation, we should have more communication, you can also use love to operate with one more heart. Marriage needs to be run with love. Mutual trust, tolerance, understanding, help, understanding, tolerance and communication will bring vitality and color to marriage life, bringing harmony and joy. An upright and responsible good man should be able to deal with his relationship with friends with different names other than his wife, and should not let his wife be hurt in the communication, it will not affect their friendship and legitimate contacts with their friends, nor will they engage in extramarital love. They should be absolutely loyal and responsible to their wives if they find Xiao San, Bao Jun, and have a one-night stand. I have a friend who has low culture, small mind and poor family conditions. His wife is often very dissatisfied with him, which makes him more sensitive, he monitors his wife almost fourteen hours a day. He does not allow his wife to have any friends of the opposite sex. If his wife goes out for a day, he will definitely make dozens of phone calls to ask what she is doing at the moment, who she is with and who she is online. He will secretly log on to his wife’s QQ and check her chat records, he would read his wife’s diary, which he did almost every day. He did not allow his wife to have any independent space and privacy. Even if his wife is still loyal to what he loves him, even if his wife has done enough to live a hard life with him willingly, there is no cheating, even his wife and friends with different names are just a kind of legitimate relationship of pure friendship. He also cares very much. The final result is that his wife is more and more disgusted with him, and he himself was so tired and poor that he finally suffered from mental illness and ended up breaking up with his wife. There are also such women who always feel that they are not married well and that their husband is better than others. She loves someone else’s husband blindly, even once in a while, he would go out of the wall with his husband on his back. Over time, the relationship between husband and wife became more rigid and bad, and a good marriage and family were all broken up by himself. Why make everything so complicated? Why do you want to live so hypocritical and so tired? Why are you so tired of dealing with emotional entanglement? Why not cherish fate and own? Why not learn to be simple and happy and live happily? There is no end to human desire. Why can’t one be satisfied and happy? Why can’t one control one’s desire? Why can’t we cherish what we already have and the close lover around us who deserves your love? I think when you are tired, his greeting, a phone call and a cup of hot tea will make you feel warm. When you are sick, he will put down everything in his hand to guard you and take care of you. You like listening to that song “The most romantic thing”: the most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old with you slowly, until we are too old to go anywhere, you still regard me as the treasure in your heart, touching this sincere love and touching this beautiful marriage life that depends on each other. Friends, please cherish the person you already have around you, give him a pure love, and give yourself a real romance! May 7, 2013

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…

Watch the Lotus

I am The Lotus that you left on the other side? Van Gogh lingered, gazing at the Light twist of your finger, clearing tears and soaking up the melancholy of Yi Wan. Lotus heart self-opening, curtain, Youyou, a parting, ripple. About memory, or deep or shallow; About missing, also thick and light. The weak water is three thousand, the deep feeling is deep, the mother light in the dream is the slight waves of reading, the quiet good years, carved you on the three-Life Stone side, in a piece of yellow thin paper, let Hongyan hold the softness deep in his heart. The greeting of the warm day of Lantian embedded in one side; The horizontal and oblique shallowness of the ink painting in one dance; The silent thoughts of a faint eyebrow. The fragrance at the bottom of the pen, the spread of affection, touch your fingertips, just for the future life in front of Nehe Bridge, lend me a lifetime of warmth. (2) You are the Hongyan that I looked through before railing, you are the thick smoke of dyed willows that I grew up in Tingzhou, and you are the Lotus face that I sang softly. The star River is flying around, grinding in a few years, waiting in the same place, so haggard, enchanting into a small moon eyebrow bend, with the thin shadow, melting in the candle is broken. Have you ever known clearly that on the West Lake, you are always in love, and you have made me a long-cherished wish for you to be cool. With one side, I will play a song of missing, hold curtain, and sing a piece of red dust. Your back, planted in the waves of memories, gradually drifting away. Let tears flow, I am just a passer-by sinking in your eyes, never met, then withered into a dream Tuoling distant look back, moment; Eyes, forever (3) maybe you once held the hazy silhouette of My Tears; Maybe you once loved me with railing eyes; Maybe you just appreciated the tranquility of Yi Su’s heart like a lotus. However, when you turned around, there were red dust, finally into the vast sea of people, lovesickness tears, lightly hit the plantain, with the light rain. The smoke is thin, and the Crows return. Whose dream gently breaks tears? Who’s watching through memory reincarnation? A breeze rafting with the King, a bend in the Moon, a dream of Yi Yi, a Green Mountain, a moon, a flower shadow of bamboo fence, a rose of love wandering in the mist, bamboo swaying with the wind and Juntong drunk! Looking at the unforgettable River, it dimmed the rose, Xu I Qinglian, and moistened the stars. With a sigh, there is no fate in this life. (4) in the cool winter, a solitary wild goose tail wing, in my sparse thoughts, the derivative Bank first saw your appearance; Outline your smile, in my dream of white mountains and pine water, the fragrance of twin lotuses is blooming, and the figure is as proud as Su Mei, which is a wall. The unsentimental soup poured all over the place makes Mandala enchanting and charming, making Lotus step by step, breaking down the sound, parting from the present world, watching the next life, and making lotus bloom a wisp of fresh fragrance for you. On Buddha front, I begged to worship, stranded my mind, and only begged for a review of Fanxiang. The soul dream is shining, the voice of calling, the shortest standing, perhaps the longest waiting, staring at your quiet eyes, even tears are crystal clear, turning into a bright smile. The deep edge is shallow. Finally, don’t talk about cardamom on the other side of the cold stream in front of Nahe Bridge. Watch on the left and miss on the right. The wind, cut the dream, fall into a grave, clear lotus blooming slowly. Broken thoughts, slow voice, Mengjun turns butterflies

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…