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!

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I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and I live at the end of the Yangtze River.

I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and I live at the end of the Yangtze River. The sun is not seeing the King and drinking the Yangtze River water together. I fell in love with it more than 20 years ago. Like it to understand like words, overlap and loop; Like it to be catchy; Like it to have the facial expression and flavor of folk songs; Prefer its strong sense of picture, saying everything but feeling, the artistic style of full of intention and emotion. Every time I read this word, a picture like this appeared in my mind: a young woman, standing at the cliff at the head of the Yangtze River, gazed at the distance where the Yangtze River passed away, because at the end of the endless Yangtze River, there lived her sweetheart thinking day and night. Her thoughts for him are like the endless Yangtze River water flowing day and night, rolling eastward and never stopping. She carved him in her heart and missed him day by day, hoping to see his distant shadow in the lonely sail of the Yangtze River. Therefore, she watched in the Jiangtou day and day, petrochemical herself into Amah Rock, and kept the lingering love to the eternity of mountains and water. I know that she has been watching for thousands of years in this posture, not since I knew her, but because she has never changed. I seemed to see the Lovesickness in her bright eyes, which condensed into tears. In my eyes, I had never done it for thousands of years. She could not see her sweetheart, so she had to rely on this vast Yangtze River water to bring her thoughts. Can he receive it? He was sure to receive it. They drank the Yangtze River water together. Their Hearts had already been printed and their interest and interest had already been connected. He knew she was thinking about him, but there were many barriers in life, and he couldn’t satisfy her missing. Maybe he will go to sea to do business with his father and brother. This trip may take a year and a half, and there will be many storms and dangerous beaches ahead. He is also thinking about her, but men don’t say it. Men like to bury deep emotions in their hearts and express their love for their sweetheart with practical actions. Forced by his livelihood, he could not be greedy for her gentleness. He wanted her to live a happy life without worry, so he had to travel far away to make a living. From this, I thought of Li Bai’s “Changgan xing”: concubine’s initial reply, folding the play in front of the door. Lang rode a bamboo horse to get plum around the bed. In the long work of living together, the two children have no suspicion of guessing. Fourteen is the king’s wife, and the shame is not tasted. Bow down to the dark wall, thousands of calls will not come back. At the beginning of the fifteenth day, I would like to share the same dust and gray. Always hold a pillar letter, will you go to the platform. The 16th king traveled far, and Qutang was piled up. May is untouchable, and the ape is mourned in the sky. In front of the door, the green moss was born one by one. Deep Moss cannot be returned, and the autumn wind of fallen leaves is early. In August, butterfly came and flew to the West Garden grass. I feel this hurt my concubine’s heart, and I am worried about my old face. Get three buses in the morning and evening, and books and newspapers will be pre-released. It is not far to meet each other until the wind and sand grow. I know that the men and women I live in the head of the Yangtze River are lovers in love, and the men and women in changganxing are young men and women. Although the two women have different identities, but they all made love with each other because of the Yangtze River water. The taste of lovesickness has never been the same since ancient times, but different people are addicted to different depth. They are all thinking about their distant sweetheart and their safety. For men, it is their bounden duty to let their loved ones live a comfortable life, so they can live up to their lovesickness for their livelihood. In fact, why do men want to leave the warm harbor of their sweetheart? They have no choice but to live. For women, they only need a man’s heart, and as long as men have her in their hearts, she can not care about the amount of men’s money and the inferiority of their status; She just wants to be with her sweetheart and share weal and woe with him, cherish Our Love Forever. The parting wine was too bitter to swallow, but had to swallow. This bitter parting wine intermingled with the Lovesickness in the heart into a cup and a sweet chronic poison, slowly eroding the internal organs and organs of people until they fester and break their liver and intestines. It is clear that lovesickness is a road of no return, but how many people are willing to go through fire and water for it. Therefore, this woman made such resentment towards the Yangtze River Water: When did this water take off and when did this hate have already occurred. People say that the sea is less than half of lovesickness. There are still ends in the sea, and lovesickness has no side. She didn’t know that the long Yangtze River water, rolling eastward, would never stop or look back; And her thoughts were just like the endless Yangtze River water, endless, his sorrow is also like this long-standing Yangtze River water, which will never end. I only wish my heart is like my heart, and I will not live up to my lovesickness. Since we can’t stop ourselves from missing each other, we can only place our hopes on the other side. We hope that our sweetheart can be the same as ourselves, and we can keep our hearts tied to each other and live up to this sincere and profound emotion. It is the deepening and sublimation of the emotion of the whole word. This word writes the forever love in isolation, giving people the feeling of long river flow. Youyou Yangtze River water is not only a natural barrier that the two sides are separated by thousands of miles, but also a natural carrier that communicates with each other and sends love from afar. It is not only the trigger and symbol of Youyou lovesickness and endless hatred, it is also the witness of the eternal love and expectation of both sides. The author of this word is Li Zhiyi of Song Dynasty, the uncle of the character, the scholar of Gu Xi, and one of the doormen of Su Shi. His friendship with Su Shi is different, so his career is also bumpy. In his brief introduction, there is such a paragraph, Li Zhiyi, “there is no party with the promotion of Zhu”, saying: the fourth anniversary of a certain trip to Taiping, the first year of losing a son and a woman; The second year of illness, in spring and summer, he died badly; In the third year, his wife died, and his children saw him one after another; At the beginning of the fourth year, he was tinea sore and suffered from cold disease. After being granted a pardon to the official, he was awarded a doctor to the court. Without taking office, he still lives in the land of South gu xi in Taiping Prefecture. The South Gu Xi River in Taiyuan prefecture is the edge. He is a scholar of Gu Xi, after the stroke, it was buried in the rain peak caused by Yunshan in Dangtu Tibet. In just a few lines, it seems that I have seen a life cruelly slaughtered by the sharp blade of reality. I don’t know who the Yi Ren on the water side is; I don’t know if she is waiting for her sweetheart; I don’t know how her story ends. We only know that her lovesickness and the long Yangtze River water have flowed in the ci for thousands of years, but the CI forgot to give her a complete ending, so that she stood by the lovesickness Lake and watched for thousands of years. Because of this, how many men and women are in the red world, looking for the trace of her love, hoping to carve four unforgettable words for their love based on her love. Some people say that the weak water is 3,000, and only one ladle is taken to drink. But he ignored whether this ladle of water was the promise with him? If it is not the person who crossed the boat together, then this ladle of water must be tears; If there is a fate in this life, just miss a narrow period of time, then this ladle of water must be sour; Fate for three lives, we still need to meet in the red dust in the right time, but this kind of fate is the legendary fate of three generations and seven generations. Only by suffering from the sixth generation can we be perfect in the seventh world. The Yangtze River is rolling, the East is gone, the third life and the seventh life are stories in mythology, and we cannot control many things. Therefore, in this life, as long as we can drink the surging Yangtze River water together and walk through a period of red dust, there is no need to carve it with glitz. Whenever lovesickness rises, please send me to live at the head of the Yangtze River and at the end of the Yangtze River in your heart. The sun is not seeing the King and drinking the Yangtze River water together. 2014.1.24

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

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My adolescence!

My friends all say that I don’t have puberty, because I haven’t been in love and I haven’t experienced what I should have experienced during puberty! Don’t laugh at me, maybe it’s my appearance? It may also be because of my poor expression. No boy has confessed to me, of course! I have never expressed myself to others. Maybe it was my natural shyness and shy character that led me to say something out of love and dare not boldly, so I feel very sorry now. In fact, I have several unrequited lovers, but I didn’t even tell my best friend, because I was shy. I wrote this thing here to express my inner feelings. I hope people who know me don’t see it! Hey Hey.

When I was in the first grade of junior high school, there was a little boy in front of my desk. I still remember that he didn’t look good, but it gave people a clean and warm feeling. He borrowed a pen from me, ben, something, gradually we got familiar with each other and started to go crazy together. I liked him a little bit, but after a few weeks, I heard that he had a girlfriend, moreover, I was in the sixth grade. I was very sad, but there was no way to rob someone’s boyfriend. I couldn’t do it yet, so I declared that my first unrequited love failed! After a year, in my second grade, my back table was also a little boy. He was dark but handsome. I felt a little excited about him, but because of my character, I dare not express myself. I just fell in love with him. He often yearned for borrowing mirrors and combs and always robbed me of delicious food. Although I showed that I was filled with fried hair, but my heart was secretly happy, so he had a girlfriend again, what about me! Failed again!

This is my two unsuccessful unrequited love, not the adolescence of love! I hope everyone has love to say it out loud, not like me, leaving regrets! In addition, I wish you all find someone you like in 2014 and find true love! Wish you a heart, white heads are not separated.

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

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Unbreakable sadness

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

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

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

Enter June

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

Linjia Lane

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

Linjia Lane

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

The confusion of summer night

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

Love story

Lover dies, lover…