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.

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Miss you

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

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

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

Enter June

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

Linjia Lane

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

Linjia Lane

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

The confusion of summer night

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

Love story

Lover dies, lover…

Red Dust and love, full of flowers

In May, it is warm, and the wind is refreshing with the fragrance of flowers. Sitting alone in front of the window, you can let your thoughts be left between the lines, let you miss and walk with ink. Your smile will be clearly visible in the sun.

Outside the window, the heart is bright and bright, and the day with love is full of green eyes. I will meet and collect, write the most beautiful love poem in the world with the rhythm of no regrets, and let the thoughts walk between the lines, and the plain color of the paper will become mild warmth. I don’t know how many flowers will bloom in this spring, but I just want to be the most elegant one in your heart. If you don’t say that the sky is long and you don’t say anything for a long time, you will only fill your eyes with joy, put your smile in the softest place in your heart, pass by your sadness and happiness with a first heart, let the time pass by, take a calm and calm, and make you as old as the frost. You said, there are three thousand prosperous people, but one of them; I sing, thousands of songs, but only love one song. In this world, there is always a person, although he has experienced a thousand turns, looking back, is still his smiling face, there is always a name. Although there are thousands of ways, it is always the only one in my heart. The encounter of the red dust, the love is deep, who drinks the loneliness for whom, who writes the loneliness for whom, but yes, the love goes deep without complaint. As soon as I met the dust, I promised you a warm spring with my regretless persistence. You gave me a warm time with tenderness and water. The Heart is dust-free and the words of love are like snow, this journey is not accompanied by the moon. I would like to write the pure beauty of time with you with love. Often moved, moved all you gave me, you are like the lotus seed I lost five hundred years ago, you came slowly, bringing all my expectations for happiness. Love flows in your heart all the time. There is no loneliness in your fleeting time. There is a world with you. Spring is warm and flowers are blooming. There is also a pleasant sight in your dreams. You are the person who has been waiting for me outside the bridge. You are not a passer-by. How many thousands of turns have you written the hug between heart and heart today. On the plain paper of years, I wrote with thick ink: meet without regret, and cherish it. If I can’t meet you in this life, I don’t know how long I will be at the ferry of reincarnation and how many times I have hoped to meet such a you on the road of red dust, accompany me to dream in the time, recall in the years, watch in the wind, pour in the rain, sing a first heart Qing into a song with Miss dipped in the flower clear dew, drive a flower to the sea, just for one person, just for one heart to low to dust, from then on, no longer lonely and lonely, in the thousands of turns of years, accompany me to face the sea, waiting for the spring blossoms. Understand, it is the bright red of the head of the branch in March; It is the gentle wind of the willow, if the sun is warm, the heart is warm; If the fragrance of the flowers, the fragrance is clear, the flow of love from the depth of the soul turns into skewers notes, plays the movement of soul and deducts the poetry of life. There are days when you understand, time is no longer lonely, season is no longer cold, that kind of warmth is the most real affection in the heart; That concern is written in the most beautiful poem of the years, understand, it’s spring’s smile. Meet, let the rhythm of life fill with joy, and the fate with you is the deepest memory in the current year. I use persistence and regret to freehand the pure beauty of love. When the wind blows, I hid myself in a flower and thought of you quietly in the lonely shadow. When the rain fell, I put my heart in my poem and wrote a whisper with you in light ink, watching is parted lives never parted love thoughts, knowing each other, and the affection of a river of spring water. The story about flowers blooming is scattered with fragrance all over the ground. I don’t want to pick it up, just let it go with missing, falling into your time. There are always some feelings, which have to be hidden deeply. There are always some sweet fragrance lingering in my heart. Those days when you drink with words and depend on your heart make watching become the most beautiful scenery. You have read the pure white and soft inside of me. I cherish your weakness and loneliness. Love is a flower in the dust. I know that I am more honest and moved in the wind and rain, in the warmth along the way, it is full and abundant. If you move your heart, read your own way and meet it, let the picturesque fleeting time have a meaningful taste, just like the wind will remember the fragrance of a flower, and the rain will remember the freshness of a green leaf, there are always some things in this world. The longer the agarwood is, the never old it will be. Looking back, a light smile, is happy and beautiful. This spring, I sat in the one-meter sunshine you gave me, read the poem you wrote to me, and invited the breeze and the moon with a kind heart for curtain. If you, time can stay at this moment, I am willing to, Tang Feng Song Yu, accompany you in the ancient words of thousands of years; If you miss, you can look through the autumn water, I am willing, take a poetic, lingering with you in the smoky rain of Jiangnan. In the light and shadow of the past few years, how many parts and parts have been shown, but you are the scenery I will never forget when I see it. In this life, I would like to spread the red dowry with the original heart of Ruoxue, with the charm of a flower, you are intoxicated in your plain lines of poetry. I have always believed that as long as two people are holding hands together, they will not feel confused even if they walk in the dark night. Two people, two hearts, depend on each other, which is to warm this life and meet you with the red dust, through your joys and sorrows, you laid lovesickness for me with tenderness, and I will meet you through time and space. When I first met each other, it was colorful; When I met each other again, I still always thanked for my deep feelings, for the warmth of the Sun to the Earth, for the vastness of the sky to the world, and for the embrace of the sea to rivers, thank clear Dew for the sweetness of everything, the rain for the moistening of the field, the white clouds for the lightness of the sky, the flowers for the fragrance of the air, and the grass for the decoration of spring, thank fate for letting me meet such a you, giving me all the beauty of life and enriching my years and years. Love nurtures warmth, time and beauty. This spring, because of love, I made the most beautiful wish to the blue sky and white clouds. I hope all sincerity can be exchanged for true meaning. All emotions are no longer uncertain and all persistence is no longer waiting, all encounters can write the most beautiful legend. With a smile, wait for a spring breeze to in the rain; With a bright light, take a touch of affection to each other, put a wisp of thoughts into the hair, and call it to be a lovesickness; Move the little bit by bit, collected in the heart, tied into Truelove Knot, holding your hand, sniffing, the dark fragrance of life, you are there, I am there, the best understanding is also there, is the best time in life. If one day, the prosperity is no longer withered, the season is no longer cold, the time is no longer lonely, and the sky is no longer cloudy, I will cook wine with you plum, bet on books and pour tea, leaning against a window of warm water for years, see the most beautiful flowers in the years. QQ2273811825 likes (prose editor: Dimo Cheng hurt) 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…