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

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Linjia Lane

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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

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Love story

Lover dies, lover…

Wish you a heart, white head will not be separated

The love between him and her is a romantic story in the world. At that time, he was a poor family and a man who could not do anything for a job, while she was a rich lady with outstanding talent. Her father Zhuo Wangsun was a steel tycoon at that time, and she was a good friend with Wang Ji in the local county. And he was also a good friend of Wang Ji and often visited him. In this way, he came and went to her house as a guest through Wang Ji’s recommendation. In fact, all this was planned by him and his good friend Wang Ji long ago. Because he had long heard that she had both talent and appearance, admired her heart and suffered from being unable to approach, he turned to his good friend Wang Jixiang to make such a plan. His situation at that time was better than that of today’s online celebrity sharp brother. The only property was a broken piano. However, his history made today’s diaosi men ashamed. They won the beauty with a broken piano and a self-created song “The male phoenix pursui”. Who can match today? He is Sima Xiangru, the famous Han Fu family in history. She is a generation of talented woman Zhuo Wenjun. At that time, Zhuo Wenjun had already married a grandchild, but the boy had a short life and died before he married Wen Jun. Therefore, the 17-year-old Zhuo Wenjun’s new widow was home. That night, he agreed with his good friend Wang Ji to show off his piano skills in front of Zhuo Wang sun. He also proposed to Zhuo Wenjun through this way. He is a talented person, and he is on the spot to express his love to Zhuo Wenjun in an impromptu song “The male phoenix pursui. One of the first parts of the male phoenix pursui is: Feng Xi Feng Xi belongs to his hometown and travels all over the world to seek for him. At that time, he Wu was promoted to Si Tang this evening. There is a beautiful lady in the Blue Room, and the room is famous for poisoning my intestines. He Yuan neck crossed is a mandarin duck, flying together. The second part of “the male phoenix pursui” is: xi xi xi qi qi qi qi qi qi qi qi qi xi xi xi qi qi qi qi qi xi xi xi xi qi qi qi qi qi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi xi. The friendship is harmonious, and the middle night comes from the person who knows? The wings are flying high, no feeling, I think it makes me sad! In fact, Zhuo Wenjun had heard of Sima Xiangru’s talent for a long time. That night, she was hiding behind the crack of the door to secretly look at him. She fell in love at first sight and heard such a song proposing to herself. She was very happy. In a romantic manner, Sima Xiangru took the opportunity to prepare a gift to transfer to Zhuo Wenjun, expressing his love here. On the issue of marriage proposal, it has always been a man’s thick face. He can use all kinds of tricks to fight indiscriminately, pretend to be a hero, and pretend to be pitiful. I guess this Sima Xiangru, who is so poor that there is only one broken piano left, even the money given to Zhuo Wenjun is borrowed from his good friend Wang Jixiang. Fortunately, Zhuo Wenjun was a rich woman, who didn’t care about external material conditions and only valued her character. So despite her father’s strong opposition, she still decided to run away with Sima overnight. What a strong woman. In the feudal society more than two thousand years ago, she dared to resist the three principles and five principles and completely ignored the secular vision. She chose such a way to find her own happiness, how much courage and determination is needed! Sima Xiangru, the diaosi man at that time, has successfully won the favor of Bai Fumei and Zhuo Wenjun, and has not abandoned a soldier and won the beauty. It is really a lucky thing. Zhuo Wenjun deserves to be everyone’s woman. She pawned her headdress and opened a hotel on the street. A talented and talented family, without any hesitation, when selling wine, there is a kind of wind that does not allow SMATE; However, Sima Xiangru put down the poverty of literati, and when the Street polyester, it was a good story for a while. But Zhuo Wenjun’s father was so angry, anxious and jumping that he kindly invited his friends to dinner. Unexpectedly, even his daughter was turned off, and they did such a thing against themselves and the secular, how can we not be furious? Now they are opening a hotel under their eyes and noses, not losing their faces? Zhuo Wensun, a steel tycoon, how can he let his daughter’s body be a slave? He was angry and distressed. Only because he spoiled his daughter too much could she be so bold. Finally, Zhuo Wensun had to surrender with the white flag, take his daughter and son-in-law home and give them money and slaves. Sima Xiangxiang killed two birds with one stone, which not only married the beauty, but also got a lot of money. This really surprised today’s diaosi men and sighed. In fact, I still appreciate the history of Sima Xiangru. What made me catch a cold to him was that he did something to hurt Zhuo Wenjun; Although he attempted to commit a crime, but after all, he had a bad motive, which made me still indignant for Zhuo Wenjun after more than 2,000 years. Just like a piece of exquisite porcelain that can’t be put down, one day suddenly there was a crack, which could not be smooth all the time. 2 [Wen Jun has two meanings] Sima Xiangru can get the favor of the arrogant Zhuo Wenjun, which shows that he still has some skills. This is not because he was a guest of Liang Wang in his early years and wrote an article “Fu of Zixu” for Liang Wang, which was quite appreciated by Emperor Wu of Han Dynasty. Emperor Wudi of Han Dynasty, a young man with great ambition civil and military skills, was a famous male domineering man in history. He once played Huns to fall into the water, crying and shouting to mother, and couldn’t touch the North for many years. Emperor Wu of the Han dynasty recruited Sima Xiangru into Beijing. Sima Xiangru wrote a triumphant song of Shanglin for him in order to cater to his characteristics of great joy and honor. Rhetoric huamel, he wrote the magnificent momentum of the royal safari; Emperor Wu highly praised this article and immediately declared Sima Xiangru as the commander of the middle class. People, if you are lucky, you can’t stop it. Sima Xiangru picked up a white rich and beautiful daughter-in-law with a broken piano and a song “The male phoenix pursui” and a house full of possessions; Now people win the favor of the Son of Heaven with a Chinese article, in exchange for the identity of the emperor’s close minister. When Su Wu came to the Huns in those years, he was just the identity of the commander of the Middle East, and Zhang Zhen, who went to the western regions, was also the identity of the commander of the Middle East. People are more popular than the dead, not better than the dead, or how can they say Feng Tang Yi Lao, Li Guang is hard to seal! In the past, sisters often told me the truth and reason, instilling the concept of how thin and lucky men are. I, a man with straight nerves, have always believed in love fairy tales. However, after I understood what Sima Xiangru meant to Zhuowen Junxin, I really wanted to cross the Han Dynasty, rush up and slap the boy and give Zhuo Wenjun evil spirits. In fact, I read that letter when I was ten years old, but I really didn’t know what it meant at that time, so I didn’t have such an impulse. Until now, when I understood the boy’s intention, blood poured up for a while. Sima Xiangru’s letter was written like this: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten million. After repeated reading, Zhuo Wenjun finally understood his meaning, from one to ten thousand, but there was no one hundred million (memory) words. It turned out that this boy had spent five years in the capital after his development. He had already forgotten Zhuo Wenjun. He wanted to be a concubine. But Zhuo Wenjun waited for him at home for five years, how much lovesickness, how much sorrow, waiting for such a sad letter. It can be imagined how sad and angry Zhuo Wenjun was at that time, so she wrote back: After a farewell, she thought twice, only three or four months, but also five or six years. Heptachord lyre heartless, eight lines of writing can not be passed, Chinese string puzzle from interruption, the first ten-Li resting station want to wear. Basi thought, a thousand Guan Nian, a scoundrel complained to Lang. I can’t say a thousand words. I am bored and rely on ten columns. I climb the mountain for solitary wild goose yuan. In the middle of August, the autumn moon is not round. Hungry Ghost Festival burn incense and ask the sky. I am cold in half of June, and the Stone in May is as hot as fire, it happened that the flowers were watered in cold rain. April is not yellow, I want to be confused about the mirror. Hurry to pick flowers in March and follow the water; Drift zero, two months wind Zheng line broken. Li, Lang, I hope you can come to me as a man for a woman in the next world. What a Wenjun girl, she is really a passionate, bold and strong woman! She didn’t just endure and cry. She had to do the last fight and exchange this Lianhuan poem for Sima Xiangru’s turn. After that, Zhuo Wenjun was not even angry, and wrote a poem “white head singing”, which made a woman’s determination without scruple to be strong. It is like snow on the mountain. It is like the moon in the clouds. Wen Jun has two meanings, so he decides to fight against each other. Today’s wine fighting party, mingdan ditch water bowl head, Yuyu ditch stop, ditch water flows from east to west. Sad and sad, wedding don’t have to cry, willing to be a one-hearted person, White heads are not separated. Bamboo he huoxiao, He huoxiao, He huoxiao, the man is very happy, how to use money knife? The main idea of the poem “white head singing” is that love should be as pure as the snow on the Mount Elephant and as bright as the moon in the clouds. I heard that you have a second heart, so I came to break with you. Today is like the last party, and tomorrow I will break up the ditch. I slowly move my steps along the ditch, I just feel that you and I are like ditches, and I will always go their own way. At the beginning, I resolutely left home and went away with my majesty. It was not like an ordinary girl crying sadly. I thought that I could love each other until I grew old and was happy forever. Men and women should be as light, soft and long as fishing rod, and as lively and lovely as fish. A man should pay attention to love and righteousness, and lose sincere love, which cannot be compensated by any treasure. After finishing “white head singing”, she attached a letter from “farewell book”: Chunhua Jingfang, five colors Ling Su, Qin is still in the Royal, and the new voice is the same! There is water in Jinshui, water in Han Palace, and the other thing is new. People in the world are confused by sex and cannot realize it! Zhu Xian is broken, the mirror is missing, MORNING DEW yuan, the fragrance is resting, the white head is singing, the injury is parting, try to add food, do not think of concubine, Jinshui soup, and the King’s secret! In spring, flowers bloom, competing for beauty, and gorgeous colors cover up plain and clean colors. The music is still playing, but it is not played by the original person. There are Mandarin ducks swimming together in Jinjiang River, and branches stretching in Han Palace. They have never abandoned their partners. Lamenting people in the world, they are confused by beauty and love the new and the old. Zhu Xian is broken, and his bosom friend is amazing. Lack of bright glasses, couple points. MORNING DEW, fate is exhausted. When it is quiet, people are separated. White-headed singing, hurt parting. I hope you eat well and don’t miss me. Swear to the mighty waters, from now on, I will never say goodbye to you. What a Zhuo Wenjun, she didn’t shed a drop of tears, even don’t be so free and easy. After parting, I also told shengxinlang: I hope you eat well and don’t miss me. Then turn around and never drag the mud! Three [white head does not separate] Sima Xiangru, did you not expect it? Zhuo Wenjun is Zhuo Wenjun, she is not an ordinary woman! You know she has talent, but you didn’t expect her to have such a rare talent, do you? Just in that era, Wen Jun was a daughter. If she was also a man, would her talent lose to meet you Sima? Which woman can you find and the comprehensive conditions can exceed Zhuo Wenjun? Sima Xiangru, didn’t you expect that? Although Zhuo Wenjun is a daughter, his temperament does not lose SMATE. At the beginning, she dared to abandon everything and run away with you, which showed that she dared to act and love and hate. It also showed that she was a woman with thoughts and opinions; She was not the kind of weak woman who was at the mercy of people in feudal society. Today, she dares to decide with you, not to beg you, which shows that she is a woman with courage, dignity and soul; And she has a strong mother’s family as the backing, her life doesn’t need to be attached to you. Sima Xiangru, what is your boy? Sima Xiangru was dumbfounded immediately after reading Zhuo Wenjun’s letter. He remembered their love in the past, thought of Zhuo Wenjun’s infatuation and shame, and immediately wrote back to Zhuo Wenjun: chanzhijia, and return to the last step. When it doesn’t make you feel blue and white. And Zhuo Wenjun finally forgave him. Soon after that, Sima Xiangru returned to his hometown, and the two settled in Lin Quan. Zhuo Wenjun wrote the story of “white head singing” that made his husband change his mind, which was spread to stories through the ages. A song called “white-headed singing” finally called Sima Xiangru back and finally carried out the romance to the end. It is said that Sima Xiangru died of diabetes, and Zhuo Wenjun had always been waiting beside him, but I thought, if it was Zhuo Wenjun who was ill, could Sima Xiangru live and die with her? It is said that men are so lucky and women are so infatuated, but I still believe that there must be men in the world like the end. Wish you a heart, white head will not be separated! 2014.3.29

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…

If you have love in Spring City

Text/Lingyun

Different cities have different charm, different people will have different love, Spring City to me. A visitor from home also has his unique feelings. If I have love in Spring City, I must take you to Dianchi Lake. In the gentle waves of Dianchi Lake, I look far away at the white gulls flying, and look closely at the old people fishing. The fresh wind is coming, and the water is not happy. Hold Your Hand, kiss your eyes, look at the world in a corner, collect spring at dusk, sing a love song, carry a ship of stars, and get a love relationship. If we have love in Spring City, we must take you to climb the West Mountain once, let you feel the taste of crossing mountains and rivers, the sudden surprise of climbing high and far away, and the warmth of mutual help. At the mouth of the West Mountain, sing a Song “raccoon sand”, drawing a landscape painting and continuing a gentle paragraph. If we have love in Spring City, we must go to an ancient town, eat a bunch of roast lamb, drink a glass of coconut wine and taste a bowl of peameal in that antique town. In the ancient town full of dazzling and precious pearl, play a piece of Xiao Xiao, play a zither, spell a string of bracelets, and take a photo once. If you have love in Spring City, I must take you to the Baoxiang estuary, step on the wet soil, touch the marble-carved elephant, sit on the back of the elephant, and feel the mystery of the exotic style, taste the pineapple rice of Dai flavor, catch fish in the reeds, catch shrimp in the ponds of wild duck, laugh under the blue sky and white clouds, and play in the clear water cloud. If you have love in Spring City, I must take you to Dounan Flower Industrial Park. In that colorful flower sea, flowers are fragrant, pink butterflies are in a hurry, and white clouds are leisurely. Walking in the sea of superred flowers and green flowers, you can talk softly and enjoy the spring scenery together. Walk into the fairy tale kingdom, put on a dreamy wedding dress, tie a bow tie, put on a suit, and pass on ancient stories with you. If you have love in Spring City, I will take you into the hills of Stone Forest and watch thousands of years. On the Rolling Rock, carve your name, my warmth, witness your love with time, and carve our memories with time. In the deepest part of the red dust, I wish you a tree of honeysuckle; In the Shilin, I wish you a smile all your life. If you have love in Spring City, you will definitely take you to Yulong Snow Mountain. On the top of the mountain closest to the sky, you can tell me that I love you so that the Earth, mountains, rivers, plateau and lakes can hear my cry to you, let the Eagle spread its wings, take away my blessing, and let the most beautiful cloud in the sky be your bridesmaid. If you have love in Spring City, you must take you to Dali, enjoy the Tower of Bai ethnic style, view the bright moon on the bank of Erhai, the wind blowing down the pass, pick up the camellia and the snow in Cangshan, on that windy and snowy night, take your hand, walk in the ancient and deep ancient town, find a bar at will, drink a pot of clear wine, and Dream a prosperous scene. If you have love in Spring City, you must walk on the bank of Lijiang. Touching the unique charm of the century-old ancient city and feeling the different amorous feelings of the romantic city, on the scenic spot in the south of the Yangtze River on the cloud, we watched the snow and fireworks flowing all over the sky together. In that lingering city, hold an umbrella with you, walk along the rain Lane, and feel the lilac-like love and the water village in the dream. If you have love in Spring City, you must take you to Xishuangbanna, which is full of tropical scenery. Walking in the dense tropical rainforest, listening to birds singing and insects singing, and fresh wind and rain, eating tropical fruits. In the surging town of that man, I played with you and hugged you, letting you listen to my surging heartbeat and a hard and jerky breath, and drunk with you under the rubber tree, let’s see the bright starry sky and the thin moon. Pick one of the brightest XINGX and give it to you. If you have love in Spring City, you must take you to the snowy Shangri-La. Worship in front of the green lamp Temple, pray in the Golden Buddha Temple, light a sandalwood, recite a true Sutra, and ask for a good relationship. It is the same as your ten fingers, and the four eyes are opposite. It is calm and refreshing, and it is beautiful, to feel the long head crawling on the mountain road that year, not to see you only for your warmth/that day, to turn the mountain and water to the pagoda, not to repair the next life, but to meet you on the way/that moment, I have risen to an immortal, not for longevity, but for peace and joy. If I have love in Spring City, I must take you to Fuxian Lake. In The Endless River, swimming heartily and singing freely. Walking on soft sandy beaches, walking hand in hand, walking all the time, not asking when the moon will be bright, you can still walk quietly to the happy ferry. Tired, we rest together. Sleepy, lying on the beach gentle and soft, taking a nap. When hungry, we set up a stone pot, boiled a pot of fish soup, facing the sea, and the spring blossoms. If you have love in Spring City, you must take you to peaceful hot springs and let you enjoy the forest Hot Springs praised as the treasure of southern Yunnan by Xu Xiake. In the pool where the forests live, you can feel the spring cold and give you a bath of Huaqing Pool, the luxury of hot spring water, the beauty, the beauty, the paradise full of mountain and wild atmosphere. Mandarin ducks playing in the water with you, indulge in the mountains and rivers, don’t ask the world, enjoy the elegant and leisurely time. If you have love in Spring City, you must take you to Wuding, look at cherry red all over the mountain from a distance, look at loquat attractive Bayberry fragrance, bow down in April, Fangfei peony opens, and lower your eyebrows and gently touch daidian sand. I will enjoy the blooming and rich flowers with you, taste the fresh and sweet strawberries, dance with peacocks on Lion Mountain, chant scriptures and burn incense under Bodhi trees, send love to the countryside, release myself, and Xu’s heart is warm. If we have love in Spring City, if we meet at the most beautiful moment of life; If I am unmarried and you are not married, we fall in love at first sight and fall in love overnight; If we have a clear heart and a heart, in this beautiful scenery, the spring city with birds and flowers will surely have endless interesting things, endless scenery and endless romantic stories. If you and I have love in the Spring City, love in the spring city which is like spring all the year round, warm and cold, and love in the city which is far away from the disturbance of the world and the bright lights, it will be a lifetime of happiness, I’m lucky. If we meet in Chuncheng, will there be a love in the city? 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…

In the next life, I would like to be a fish

Xu Zhimo said: Someone told me that fish’s memory was only 7 seconds. After 7 seconds, it did not remember the past and everything became new again. Therefore, fish in that small fish tank will never feel bored. I would rather be a fish and forget everything after 7 seconds. The people I met and the things I did can disappear, but I am not a fish. Can’t forget the people I love, can’t forget the pain of caring, can’t forget the pain of lovesickness, narandde said like a fish drinking water, know whether it is cold or warm by oneself. This sentence sounds so light, but it hurts like that. I often think that if I am a fish and live in a sea, I am carefree and free. There is no daily annoyance, no trifles of life, no secular love, hatred, love and enticement of fame and wealth. It is just a fish that lives between heaven and earth as a fish, what kind of mood should it be? Throughout his whole life, narandel was born gentlefolk, and his father was the prime minister of Naran Pearl who was famous for a while and full of power. However, he was even more expensive as a guard with a knife in front of the Royal Court. He was only 20 years old, and the official Juzheng was the second product, it can be said that he was young and promising, but it was such a man who made countless men, women and children envy and swept thousands of young girls, but was praised as a sad man through the ages by Wang Guowei, the first talented son in the late Qing Dynasty, his father also lamented why my child was so sad? Drinking water like fish, know whether it is cold or warm by oneself. Perhaps, not many people can understand the true meaning of his “drinking Words”, and no one can peep into the soul of this immortal genius. In that bend of water, there are three or two fish swimming, qingxi Bibo, the teenager standing beside the well, has all the grief and feelings in his heart. Perhaps, some people said that his young wife lost, his heart was depressed and hurt, and he could not be solved; Perhaps, he had one thousand reasons for sadness; Perhaps, he was a fish, like a fish drinking water, know whether it is cold or warm by oneself. Xu Zhimo said that the memory of fish is only 7 seconds, and after 7 seconds, everything will be restored to the starting point, so the fish will never feel bored in the fish tank. Maybe he would like to be a fish, A fish that is never sad, a fish that lives in a fish tank but can come forever. He met her and achieved her world in April. A love myth that has been passed down so far, let me look back at their love again. In that time of years, his meeting with her was like an accidental rub in the vast red dust, once we met each other in a strange way, and once a thousand turns were only for the true feelings we met, which made their two hearts tightly lean together. Xu Zhimo once said that walking, it was scattered, and the memory faded; Looking at it, it was tired, and the Starlight was dark; Listening to it, it woke up and began to complain; Looking back, you disappeared, and I suddenly messed up. Reading the words as thin as the sand between the fingers, the heart hatches in a burst of softness, and the blooming season of a tree blooms at the fingertips. He and She, like a pair of parallel wire and a pair of kapok trees, stood quietly on both sides of the road, always separated, but dependent on each other, as if they were a railway track, never crossing the point, but it can last for a long time, with the mood of waiting for a tree to bloom to protect the beauty in his heart, without complaint or regret, without desire or desire. If you really love someone, you want her to breathe freely, it is also a lasting emotion. He would like to be a fish. After 7 seconds, I forget everything. The people I met and the things I did can disappear, but I am not a fish. Can’t forget the person I love, can’t forget the pain I care about, can’t forget the pain fish of lovesickness said to the sea: you can’t see my tears, because my tears are in the water. Hai double Fish said: I can feel your tears, because you are in my heart. Reviewing the lines of this ancient “fish sea legend” again, a burst of beautiful pain rose in my heart. Sea and fish, a pair of lovers who always stay together, a pair of lovers who blend with each other, can understand each other’s tears because he is in her water and she is in his heart. Fish can’t jump as much as possible after leaving the sea, and the sea becomes a bay of dead water after leaving the fish. Like a couple in love, snuggling up to each other and helping each other, like a pair of hedgehog snuggling up to each other to keep warm. It is easy to stab each other when they are too close, and they are too far away to feel warm, therefore, we must keep the most appropriate distance to become eternal. Drinking water like fish, know whether it is cold or warm by oneself. I think, fish drink not a mouthful of water, but a heart, a heart of know whether it is cold or warm by oneself. We meet each other, know each other, love each other and stay together. In this process, only we know that love has no shadow, can’t be seen or touched, but you can feel it in your heart. The Love called Love, thousands of words can’t describe your beauty; The love called love, if you are every drop of water I drink, your smile, your little bits and pieces merge with my heart. In the bunker of the soul, you snuggle with each other and keep your white head together. If there is really an afterlife, I would still like to be a fish, a fish without sadness, only happy. In the mountains of Qingxi style, breathe freely and jump freely. The legend of each other may have been forgotten, and the indifference of forgetting each other has already withered. I am still me, a memory of only 7 seconds. I don’t understand heartache or sadness, only a happy fish. If there is really an afterlife, I would like to be a fish. Meet you in green hills and clear waters, don’t ask the past, don’t look back, no matter the future, only in the flower, and you mandarin ducks playing in the water, no longer sad, no pain, only me and you, after 7 seconds, new encounters, new starts, no nodes. If you can make a fish in the next life, you are still willing to wait for you at the ferry of spring return. The reason why the fish took the bait was that it fell in love with the fisherman. The reason why I appear in your dustpan all over is that I fall in love with you quietly. Will you save me like Zhang Ziyou in the Green Willow and white Dyke, put it into the Qing pool of rippling wave, make a beautiful dust border, make a meeting in the afterlife, and fold a flying paper crane? In the next life, I would like to be a fish, one with only 7 seconds of memory. Never look at your eyes, never blur your cheeks, and always be so fresh. Like the preservation period of love, if you can keep the beauty when you meet all your life, then marriage is no longer the grave of love. You will always be the best in my eyes, and I will always be your heartbeats, you have long hair fluttering for me, and I promise you that your white hair will fall down. You and I will never be lonely, because every time we meet each other is a new life. If there is really an afterlife, I would like to be a fish, often accompanied by the ancient Buddha of the green lamp. In the the lotus pond of Guanyin Bodhisattva, I recite a true Sutra, a sandalwood, and listen to the fansong all night, just for the feather of the Immortal, keep you safe

Zan (prose editor: Ke Er) Phoenix mountain spring outing

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

Enter June

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

Linjia Lane

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

Linjia Lane

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

The confusion of summer night

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

Love story

Lover dies, lover…

No if

Where the Dream begins, the sea is wide and the sky is blue. What is it? I sigh in my ear but let moths slide down the candlelight. What is it? I lament in front of my eyes but let the meteor fade away from the sky. Flaming wings and breaking chest. Listen, what is that voice, tactfully and widowed. You smell, what kind of smell is that, mellow and smelly. That is the fragmented music, that is the thick and bright red blood. That is if. If the spring is warm and the flowers bloom, if the morning breeze is on the surface, if the fingertips are tightly held, if the time remains unchanged. Too many if, too many if. So it began to cycle, just like the annual ring could not escape from the trunk, so it began to chase, just like the fairy tale did not stop to chase, so it began to be silly, just like the kitten looking for a whirl. Suddenly, I found that the road under my feet had already become a circle. I still can’t stop my steps. The weak heart always keeps a place. Even if the dust has been sealed for a long time and the dust has been embellished, it keeps moving at will. Even in the dim gap of eyes, suddenly the light is dazzling, burn your eyes. The sky is dark. Only, there is no if. If, just don’t want to face the hollow shadow of the Sun tree, if, just don’t want to accept the light of the dark night, if, just don’t want to admit that the sand of the clock of time is dancing all over the sky. The shadow will finally light up, the light will eventually go out, and the hourglass will eventually run out. It only left the mark of the dream of the past. It was weathered and riddled with holes. Its face was old. It was choked in the wind and wanted to cry. Pervious to light of the holes were devoured by holes, there is no substance left that can be called tears. Although we know that there is an oasis in the desert, it is just too far away, although we know that there is Aurora in the north, it is just too long. Suddenly, there is an illusion that Aurora emerges from the Oasis, accompanied by the fragrance of Sophora japonica, enveloped around, more warm, more charming, more tired and sleepy, the more unclear it is, it is like this, sleeping, and the smile of a dream is revealed in the corners of the mouth.

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…