Talk about love with the Sky

In the bright sunshine after the afternoon of August, I endured your sadness and sat in front of a house in the mountain village, looking at the blue sky with a trance. Is it so sad for a woman who left you? You don’t understand how hard it feels to love deep. But she doesn’t love you anymore. Didn’t she say she doesn’t like you at all now. Don’t like it at all? Why was it so lingering at the beginning? Women’s Heart, submarine needle. Women are fickle, don’t you understand? I don’t understand, love is love, Aquacome is Aquacome, why do I have to say that I don’t like it at all? Don’t you understand that conditions are more important than feelings? You can regard love as the whole of life, but you cannot ask the other party to do the same. I am not like other people for fame and fortune, I want to love a person. Have you ever thought about what you take to love her? Life is real, love is ethereal. If you really love someone, you must give her the guarantee of life, so that you are qualified to love her. No matter how beautiful love is, it also needs material as the basis, do you understand? So when she left, I didn’t blame her at all. Just like you, natural and man-made disasters, birth, aging, illness and death happened all the time. You also watched silently and treated the vicissitudes of the world coldly. A moment of romance days old, if I am like you, can you still see me? I have learned that true love is tolerance, tolerance of her leaving, as long as she feels so happy.

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…

Dusk, fairy tale

It is said that the world is ugly to wear, and the meeting in this life is no longer lonely. Having You Is My truest and simplest happiness! Meet at dusk to see the sunset of life. Princess inscription 1. Autumn scenery in North City, romantic and warm feelings in northern China in October, the autumn wind is blowing. The cities that have been washed by autumn rain, such as the beauty of bathing, are charming and beautiful, and are charming and charming. Beiguo autumn city, my love. Autumn is sentimental; Autumn is rich; Autumn is Golden; Autumn is romantic autumn and also belongs to the wind. You see, when the autumn wind rises, green onions change for golden yellow. Yellow is a heavy color. Autumn Wind, autumn, like a woman wearing a windbreaker, the corners of her clothes swaying in the wind, adding a flowing and hazy poetic flavor. The autumn wind blew gently, blowing over my head, messing up my long hair. The hair twined around my eyelashes with the wind. The itching feeling made my eyes blink and blink. In this casual blink, time and youth gradually wither in the waiting, and we have no time to grieve, sigh gently, the season changes, the wind sees the cool autumn in the warm spring season to the cool autumn rain slightly cold, the way a summer flowers like brocade, the journey of our life path is just a short season, which is really a step by step. However, the days and nights that accompany you are unforgettable. You are a warm sun in my life; You are YILI shining pearl in my memory; You are a star in the sky of my heart. In the sunset, at dusk, there is a fairytale world. You know, I had a dream. In my dream, you and I met in a flower. You are the Prince in my myth and I am the Snowyprincess in your story. Fall flower and leaf drifting away, suddenly woke up in a dream. What you left me is a beautiful memory, and you are the innocence and friendship when you miss it. When we picked up the best wine in our memory and wanted to invite you to drink, we got drunk first. In fact, our dream has just begun. I climbed the grass-colored Hill and looked up at it. The trees on the hillside changed into colorful autumn clothes. Yellow, gold, red and brown are dyed in the sunset, as if they are a red flame. Colorful and layered, forming a natural beautiful picture scroll. Pick up a fallen leaf and stare at it. The color of the leaf has changed from emerald green to brilliant yellow. The direction of the vein tells us that it once danced with the wind at the high branch end, it was also the departure of brilliant leaves, whether the trees did not retain or follow the footsteps of the wind? Who knows? Perhaps, the leaves leave, not the tree does not retain, but the thought that the leaves fall in love with the wind, the tree, the pain in this life to let go maybe, the leaves leave, not the wind to take love, but think that the tree gives up the love for the leaves, the wind, the gentle companion for a moment maybe, the leaves leave, not the tree does not retain, nor the wind gently calls away, instead, I want to dance a spinning dance in this beautiful autumn. For love, I will perform a grand separation of floating leaves at this dusk, and compose the recurrent autumn, which also belongs to rain. Standing alone, watching the rain and listening to the rain, this is not another blessing given to me by Heaven and Earth. Raindrops answered and fell, playing a wonderful song. The wonderful raindrops fell into the water and splashed with blooming water. In the previous life, I waited hard in loneliness, but slowly settled in loneliness. The trouble of nowhere to tell can only be rooted in the deep buried soil. In this life, I walked slowly through the rain, cleaned up a little dust from the world, looking for the direction of the Dream Center lights, a drop of tears slipped and walked into a city, meet a person walking into a city, meet a person, spend a lifetime together, share a heart. The meeting with you is like a fairy tale. The moment when eyes meet is the long-lost warmth. Nankai has a dream that I am the princess you married in your dream. Love is a wonderful thing. It is both beautiful and bitter, mysterious and desirable. It can be caught and can not be firmly grasped. It can be caught and cannot be grasped. It will make people fascinated and exhausted. Falling in love with each other is the most beautiful. Seeing each other as before, life and death are inseparable. Appreciate your profound knowledge, love your romantic feelings, and feel your deep love. Go traveling with me and hear you say loudly. If you can, please also come to the pasture in my heart to swim. This is all the Acacia grass missing your growth. If you don’t come, my waiting will be deserted! Ancient Cloud: travel thousands of miles and read thousands of books. However, people with rich experience and wide knowledge all know that the mountains and rivers are natural, and the Great Books of humanistic history, with the classics of ancestors and the spirit of heaven and earth, wander among the lakes, mountains and ancient monastery of thousand years, how big the mind will be and how wide the interest will be. If you see the same table banquet, the same landscape, the common people see the vulgar, and the elegant people see the elegant, this is the skill of the reader, but it is to find the elegant taste in the ordinary, read you, for example, book Love is the lonely silence of people deep in love, love is the intimate understanding of each other, love is knowing that it will be hurt and you have to devote yourself to it. You said, I am the beautiful Snowyprincess in your heart is your happy baby. You are on the left and I am on the right. Seeing your affectionate eyes and silly smile deeply hurts my heart. Thousands of mountains and rivers finally blocked the close and intimate approach. You said, I owe you a gentle hug, which is a lifetime. You said that our meeting was a long separation and reunion after thousands of years. We have known each other for a long time. If we find me very hard in this life, we will definitely keep our heart together. There will be too many changes in this world. I just hope you are the constant scenery in my life. Thirsty, there is your taste in the water; Tired, there is your figure in the dream; In meditation, there will be every bit of your experience. I am your elf, I am your legend, will always bring you unexpected surprises. The feeling of reading is becoming stronger. Love is associated with the thought in the heart. I always like to touch your truth with the tenderness in the bottom of my heart. In this autumn, the autumn wind and drizzle moisten our love. No other factors will affect us, and our foundation is indestructible. Not all the people who pass by can become the bastion of your emotions. Some people just pass. Remember for a while, don’t say regret when you love, forever! There are always some unhappiness and some confusion in life. You already exist in my heart. I know that your words have been lingering in my ears. You have lived in my heart. I will feel lonely without you by my side, so we should all live well for each other. In my heart, you will feel quiet, and there is a feeling that you are familiar. When we have it, we should give more to each other. Because that is not only my happiness, but also our happiness. The goal of life is not what you finally get, but what you finally get happy. If you are happy because of me, then I am your harvest. Don’t let yourself fall into a hopeless worry because of what to pursue. Some things are a kind of accumulation. Find a possibility in the impossible, and seek a harvest after pain in the pain. After so much experience, you should understand what you should stick. Floating Cloud skim shadow, what will it be after silence? Standing in front of the window meditating, the wind blew away the blessings, the rain blurred the sight of expectation, I clenched the mood of missing, I believe that one day, we will meet again. The short separation is for a permanent gathering, which makes us look forward to the eternal joy. I only hope you can see my smiling face when you smile; When I cry, you can hear my voice calling when I look for you. Quiet and quiet is the warmth of heart. It is better to take pity for the people in front of you when the mountains and rivers are full of empty thoughts. Three, three thousand long hair, for the King, the mountain shrugged around the water, the mountain became the story of water. Clouds float with the wind, the clouds become the story of the wind, butterflies surround flowers, and the butterflies become the story of flowers. I still remember that the woman who walked out of the Book of Songs I am walked into your dream and let you fall in love at first sight. You like to see my smile most. My long hair is fragrant, it is always the most beautiful scenery to distinguish her. I am you have been looking for a thousand years of dreams, and this life is a bright light for my heart. I am drunk in this life! Looking at each other, it was a hint of eyes. I have waited for you for so long in my previous life to this life, do you know? Looking up at the sky, shallow birds sing, cold Autumn, who and who meet again in the deepest part of the red dust? Keep the light on a lonely night, keep your heart full, and drink the food. Who and who are in the nearest sight? Through spring flowers, summer rain and autumn moon, I am imprinted in your gentle heart! In my eyes, in my heart, in my life, waiting for you in my farthest life! When Maple Red falls all over the steps, each leaf writes down my affectionate lines of poetry and sends them to you. Thank you for meeting you in the deepest red dust! You said, please believe your inner amorous feelings. Therefore, as for its connotation, we are tacit and silent. I hold your hand in my dream, wake up, and can no longer remember the temperature of your palm. So my heart was hit deeply by a kind of sadness again. Will I lose you one day? Once I turn around, I will never find your Trace again. Lanke’s dream. Are you a passer-by or someone else? A period of unforgettable, a kind of mutual knowledge. If one day I suddenly disappear, are you looking for me crazily with tears? Search through all my information to find my breath? Will I feel my existence? Three thousand long hair poured down and fluttered in the wind. Let lovesickness be slowly lit, as brilliant as lights. I have long hair over my waist, can I promise as before? Waiting for you, meet again in the deepest red dust. At this time, I want you to talk softly. You are a gentle treasure in my heart, a romantic poem at the bottom of my pen, and the constant warm sun in front of my eyes, it is also the deep turmoil of the heart. I hope to meet you is my happiest life. You are a blessing and you are a blessing. I not only take you to heart, but also melt in the bone marrow of my blood. I want to know each other, and my life will never decline. The mountain has no Mausoleum, the river is exhausted, the winter thunder is shocked, the summer rain and snow, the heaven and earth are united, and you dare to fight with the King! Four, this life hand in hand, meet the next life, continue to write fairy tales at dusk meet every inch of sunshine, dive into every dream, colorful dream spring. Set up the Wings of Dreams, and on the stage of our dream, dance with the white dove in that dream and spread their wings to fly! My thoughts wandered around for an afternoon until the sunset kissed the western hills, and the melodious songs in my ears called my heart back. Melodious songs bring me into another wonderful state. As if to see, I walked along the path covered with yellow petals, and the shadow was swaying in a pool of tender green soft lake. In the Blue Lake, petals are as beautiful and moving. Every drop of water is filled with brilliance, and people seem to come to its feast. In autumn, the thick yellow of grass and trees hurt my eyes, and a sense of gratitude rose in my heart. One year old and one year old, flowers and trees, the juice of their lives, are naturally so beautiful and charming. Wood leaves returned one after another, crescent moon where Xiaofeng is. The message office is floating. How much does it take to have a lovesickness tonight. Autumn Rain, autumn rain, half of the west wind blowing away. I like to feel life in the lines of poetry. A love word runs through Naran. I think the most vital works can’t escape the love word. Close your eyes and listen to the beautiful music played by nature. Leisurely white clouds, lush trees, tactful birds, linger, walk into nature and enjoy the elegant demeanour! At that time, there was a curtain of wind and moon. Several degrees were clouds, and tears were shed on the sun. If you were drunk, you would know how cold it was. Xiaoxiang dream break in the autumn, cold silk shirt, just ask who is happy? But I can’t see the red dust. It is said that the world is ugly to wear, and the meeting in this life is no longer lonely. Having You Is My truest and simplest happiness! Meet at dusk to see the sunset of life. Dear, hand in hand in this life, will we continue to write fairy tales at dusk in the next life? Postscript!

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’ is not someone’s patent (original)

Romance is a colorful color, a mellow coffee, a warm fragrance of flowers, an intoxicating fragrance, a starting point of happiness, a beginning of happiness, and a wing of Heart flying, it is the fragrance of love, the lingering of lovers, and the promise and oath of love. It is neither young nor rich; It has no boundaries and no country; It, regardless of age, old or young; It is not a patent of someone. You can have it as long as you like.

In many people’s dictionaries, romance is the symbol of youth and the patent of the rich. But I don’t think so. I once heard such a story. Once upon a time, there was a poor family. The head of the household planted land for the rich day and night, but when the new year came, he still owed a lot of responsibility to the rich. On the evening of the 30th year of the new year, the rich man came to the door of the poor family. The door was closed. He only heard that the male owner in the room was calling his wife: Mother, you have worked hard for a year, and it is not easy to follow me, today is the Spring Festival. You and the children will have a delicious meal. Do you eat stewed meat or fried dishes? Two big bowls, you can eat whatever you want! As soon as the voice fell, I heard the child’s mother answer again: the child’s father, you are the head of the family. This family depends on you. You work all day long without night or day. It’s very hard, you and the children should eat more! Whether it is stewed meat or fried dishes. Hearing this, the rich man’s lungs were full of anger, purring and swearing in his mouth with hatred and hatred: this big liar usually takes responsibility for him and always says no. When the new year comes, it’s stewed meat and stir-fried food. Let’s see how I come in to clean you up. Therefore, the rich man pushed the door hard and looked silly. Where did the stewed meat and vegetables come from? It was obviously a bowl of big squares of white radish and a bowl of Chinese cabbage. Seeing these, the rich man was embarrassed to ask for responsibility again, so he had to go back home. When you hear the story, don’t you think: this is the romance, wit, humor and true love of the poor!

There is a long way to live. After marriage, the couple are working hard for the happiness of the family, the success of the career, the sweetness of life, the health of the elderly, the happy growth of the children, where can I have time for romance. Sometimes I got tired of work, and when I got home, I got a hatchet face, and the smile I used to hide already; Sometimes I was anxious, and my tone of speech was stiff, and the former gentleness no longer reappeared; And the sentimental eyebrows and eyes, the passionate embrace has already been silent. Unconsciously, the temples were white, and then we counted the fleeting time around our fingertips. The aftertaste of the time contaminated with spring and autumn, and my heart was full of melancholy, suddenly a piece of paper was cold, that is the negative film of love, which has already faded with the washing of years. Recall that in the past, the oath of eternal love was vivid in your eyes, and the scenes of indulging romance reappeared one by one. The long-lost palpitations aroused your romantic love, as if flying melody and harmony were beating your numb heart constantly. Yes, you are no longer young, but you still have the right to enjoy romance. You can manage your love attentively and occasionally create a romantic atmosphere: candlelight dinner, walking hand in hand and traveling with you. Romantic feeling is like a bird flying, which makes you excited and intoxicated.

A hundred years of building the same boat, and a thousand years of building a pillow to sleep together. Please cherish your spouse. Although your spouse is not necessarily your first love, he or she is the manor where you keep your true love; Even if your spouse and your love are not necessarily romantic, but he (she) will accompany you forever; Spouse is not necessarily the lingering in your memory, but he (she) will be the first one to appear forever when you need it most; spouse is not necessarily the shadow of your dream call, but he or she will take care of you for life.

Many people look forward to the classic, passion and romance of love, and hope that love can last forever. As long as you are willing to operate with your heart, I think it is entirely possible. I once remembered that my husband and I walked hand in hand and passed the park. I accidentally saw such a scene: a couple of seven or eighty years old sat on the promenade of the park, the old woman kept beating her back for the old man with her old hands with wrinkles and scars. The old man occasionally stretched out her old hand with the same wind and frost to gently touch the old woman’s face full of wind and frost. Can you say it’s not romance and love? While watching, I asked my husband around me: if one day we were that old and so old, would we love romance like them? The husband smiled and said: Maybe we will be more romantic than them. You are slim and lightweight anyway. Then I will go for a walk in the park behind your back. Although what my husband said was a joke, I heard that the feeling was happiness and romance of shallow consciousness.

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…

Don’t forget me, remember?

Flower winter, but when all this is quiet, my heart is extremely cold, because I am worried that you forget me and disappear in my world! I don’t know whether this day will come or not. I only hope that before the end of the world comes, there will still be a stubborn figure in your mind. Time is still spreading, walking under the faint oblique Sun, staring at the long shadow on the ground, as well as mottled sunshine fragments, a person walking along the road, stepping on the yellow leaves, looking at the foot trail along the road, it seems that I still miss something. All my thoughts gather into the sea, so turbulent but hopeless to chase, and my brain is trying to copy your lovely face. The Sky rose mizzle again, and a little more melancholy. You said hesitation is blue, then I think what color should happiness be? Maybe it’s your favorite green! When there is no one to accompany you to talk freely, listen to Jay Chou, there is some melancholy behind the vague voice; In this lonely winter, listen to Eason Chan, the fire-like pride brought some restlessness in June. In the night when the lights were not turned on, I put on headphones, listened attentively to the beauty of music, felt the most real temperature in the world barefoot. In this lonely time, who peep at the bitterness of not speaking, will you still remember me? The answer I want is of course I will remember!

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…