Light sprinkle curtain

The sun slopes westward and the wind is soft. Enjoy this rare tranquility alone. Xu Feng gently stroked the skin, gently rubbed and relaxed the hair, a pot of green tea, enjoying the leisurely walking. The fatigue of working all day has been eliminated in the sunset kiss.

In the wind, talk about the fragrance of flowers, clear heart into the lungs, away from the hustle and bustle of the city, looking for a pure land, even if it is a moment to store enough, it can also melt thousands of knots.

Heart! Cross the afterglow and lie in the warm arms of Hongxia. There is no keyboard tick, blocking the screen flash fantasy, holding a ray of sunlight pillow to sleep. The eyes were dyed quietly, the lips were tired and fragrant, and the light words murmured. Heart! The battle was filled with the mountains and rivers of ink color, and stayed beside the gurgling stream. Hold you in your arms and revel in all kinds of emotions. Hand in hand all the way, we set off in the green of spring, all the way to ignite the warm summer, taste the cozy Autumn Fragrance and harvest the sweetness of autumn, tears filled with surprised heart frozen in the cold. How many flowers bloom and fall red to the star drop, and the heart is hard to sink.

On change of the seasons, we still enjoyed our rest beside the stream. Whether it was hard to leave the fallen leaves or the ripples were in panic, the butterfly always worked tirelessly for the overlapping position of heart and heart.

Thank you for being accompanied by the wind and rain, a journey of mountains and rivers, rebirth all the way, mellow with laughter and tears, the fatigue of the journey rushed to understand your heart. Smile, no longer far-fetched, tears, no longer sad. The strength after ups and downs makes the familiarity hand in hand tighter. Don’t Love vigorous, only hide must be plain.

Gather two Yiyi, you are in the red dust. Roll a curtain of Xiaguang to give me a gift, hold a hug of warmth and affection, full of heart, overflowing the mochi. Warm heart, long baking days. There are many changes in the four seasons, and the scenery cannot be changed. The sadness is happy, the joy is happy, and the long road is consistent. Beside the water of the small bridge, we are nestled in the shape of flowers before and after the moon, hiding the green kiss fragrance. Listen! Feel the past, hold tight! It is enough to be able to interpret the present. Love! It was not only spread on the road full of flowers, but also blocked in front of the thorns. Gratitude, no need to say a thousand words, every move that jumped in the heart was integrated with firm eyes. The light boat has passed Man Chung San. Yesterday’s story goes with love. Staring at the flower appearance, I hold you tight again and repeat the heartbeat of the past, so that the wind can wake up the past bit by bit. Draw the fireworks of love into the sky and write it out in between notes, I! I only care about you, Qingyour under the eaves, wash the dust and settle down, fresh and fragrant, branches and vines CLEAR. Love moistens the day and night time, love and melts the darkness of getting along with each other day and night. Wish Upon a Star, with the dream of persistence, you! It is my wealth in this life, with you! The heart is no longer lonely. Laughter shook off the mist of sorrow and joy, tears warmed the ups and downs of belonging. Transmit the heat of love with heart and burn every passionate time together forever. Love is strong, rendering a piece of sky, making thick and colorful, depicting the original intention of the beginning of love. Deep feelings, red clouds, clouds bring charming waves to shake. A love letter is full of heartbeat, the only one! Suffocate the heart instantly. Love, winding the oath of life, weaving plain and persistent with heart. Sincere! Hold the breath of two hearts, close your eyes, and you can hear the melody of the heartbeat. Connect me while connect you. In the sunset, the city is full of golden dots, with a soft and shy face of drooping curtain. In the evening breeze, Qianzhi flowers move. Lightly sprinkle curtain, lightly wear my cape of many oreams, take you to fly together. Let dreams light up and love be peaceful. Zan (prose editor: dripping ink into injury) Phoenix mountain spring outing

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Another spring sorrow

In the past, every spring season, my geological team and I were going to the grassland again. My luggage was full of my father’s exhortation and mother’s nagging, there is also the deep treasure of friends. At that time, the road to the grassland was full of sand. We took an open truck, and the wheels speeding northward covered my eyes looking at my hometown from the south, looking up at the blue sky through the smoke and dust, I occasionally see a eagle sculpture flying over the yellow grass. On such a road, we have to walk for four days and four nights before we can reach the place where we work. It is really the way to the stars and the moon, the food is open, and the clothes are covered with yellow dust, the truck was bumping with dust-filled homesickness and spring sorrow, which filled the grassland. I took off my a hood and looked up at the sky with the dust on my face. The proud eagle sculpture, bearing my eyes and the homesick spring sorrow, circled over the grassland. Alas! When I arrived at the hinterland of the grassland, the grass was not green yet. A few pieces of residual snow and a lot of yellow flowers covered my chest. There was no green grass. The herdsmen had not come to graze cattle and sheep yet. The empty grassland, only a hint of spring breeze swept through alone. Faded the dusty robe, washed the mud on my face, carried my geological bag, picked up a round and pointed geological small hammer, took my geological team members and the thick spring sorrow, dissolved into the vast yellow. Although the grassland is vast and broad, the emptiness is so mellow and loneliness is so pure. Our geological team members are so small. If the grassland is compared to the Yellow Sea at this time, we are not as small as a drop of water. Spring sorrow is small, spring sorrow is weak. For several days, when we came back with sunset glow, the grass was green, the herders came, and the cattle and sheep also came. The old felt room, like XINGX, was scattered on the green grass, every felt room is full of beautiful dreams. The old story was still carried on the shabby Leech, which creaked and the long and sad sound of horse head string instrument echoed melodiously on the grassland. Spring sorrow is still the spring sorrow, just changed the color. Along the road that I walked back and forth for ten years, I walked out of the grassland with the homesickness and spring sorrow that I couldn’t wipe away. It was also in the spring that I met her. She is brilliant. She is not as rough and bold as a prairie girl. No prairie girl rides a horse and runs a grassland a fine poise. She will not burn Buffalo chips of fragrant milk tea like a prairie girl. However, she has a beautiful face like a prairie girl and a pair of big talking eyes. She has the same hardships and hardships as a prairie girl. She has the same thrift as a Prairie Girl and the same tenderness as a prairie girl, it has the same understanding as grassland girls. Therefore, I am willing to talk with her about the troubles in life. She can always tell the right and wrong in life clearly, and put the shortcomings in life that belong to me, such a tactful and peaceful way, the feeling of consideration and help always makes me feel extremely ashamed. Her clear and lingering stream once washed my worries and sorrows and moistened my soul that was about to be impatient. She is in the far south, but our love seems to be close at hand. Even so, I can’t repay her comfort and caress to me. It is difficult to see you again. Helpless! Missing has become a different kind of spring sorrow. But this spring sorrow Yingman the happiness of missing, as well as the tenderness and lingering in my dream, which makes me remember forever.

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…

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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…

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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…

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

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Lover dies, lover…