Those hazy women who love me and I love

I always meet several women in deep sleep, gentle and dignified, in the noisy city, or quiet countryside, northwest Gaoling, or Jiangnan plain. I forgot that the voice of the annotation told me that it was in the front or later generations, but I said to myself that it was never in a dream. When I was young, my sister told me that there was no light in the dream, I have always believed this sentence, and even in midnight dream and cruel reality, I will raise my head to look for a piece of sunrise or dim glow in the sky. I firmly believe that I have been wandering in the reality and dreams. That day, I was still like this. I raised my locked eyebrow and the sunshine was shining and passionately on my head, and the women under the light, there are light lips, there are light like flowing water, I describe too much, I just stand under the shade of the tree, silently watching them coming, just like clouds, I sometimes feel inexplicable distress and unspeakable sadness. I like to stand in the wind and let those warm or cold air flow stir my exaggerated clothes, let people see my strong feelings and strong intentions, but in front of them, I will speak softly, raise the once loneliness from the corners of my mouth, swing my hands and turn my steps. Feng said, let’s go and see how cold it is? I should refuse at the same time. You see, I am a product of contradiction. I imagine that my thinking mode is actually that there are two opposing people standing deep in my heart, if the wind comes with cold, I will say, let’s go and see spring. There are many assumptions in the spring, such as the woman named Ruo, who lived a simple and heavy life, just like her name, if not, add endless exclamation. There are other things in spring, such as cats, and now cats, too. There are sleeping and transformation. Who has ever seen a species called Totoro? I saw her in the vast sea of net, I think she is always right when she looks young and tries her best to hold the young Capital. Some people are old and some are still young. There are trees in spring, Flower Tree, which is happy. Surrounded by warmth, we keep the expectation of results and look forward to a beautiful future, just as we are always looking forward to the next cycle. When I woke up, I stood in front of the woman in the city. What is the love? I was talking about beauty, but she smiled. I imagined it was beautiful. The giggle came through the dark time and space. I closed my eyes and felt the ringing of the silver bell. It turned out that, at this time, I was in a dream. I was born in the south of the Yangtze River, and the grass grows in the south of the Yangtze River, sending lovesickness from afar. Good? Those dream women who love and love me.

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