Love is left, dream is right

You can have dreams when you are young. However, that is limited to when you were still alone before you were 30 years old. After 30 years old, you can still have dreams. But that can only exist in your spiritual world. Because your so-called dream must bear your responsibility. If not, you can only choose love. Love about life. Inscription I began to like Du Zijian from the first issue of you. This old man, who is not much more handsome than Ma Yun, makes me almost convinced. Perhaps, a man’s real handsome is not his appearance and connotation, but his responsibility. I don’t remember what Du Zijian said to the young man who was persistent in his dream on that program. However, I still remember at least a few zero-language phrases. Dreams are before you get married. When you get married, what you have to do is to give your wife and children a happy life. This kind of happiness is not just you. You have to make them feel it. I often see some love on the Internet, some very young and beautiful love. At those times, people who love are crazy, and people who are loved are very happy. I also often hear about some love, some similar to cruel love. At those times, the people who broke up were very realistic, and there were no people who turned back. There are always some wandering poets and singers who write some wandering poems. Sing some wandering songs. They are all single. A person can walk without scruple. Even if his dream is absurd, it is his own business. At that time, they had no love. There is no need to be responsible for another person. Youth can be squandered, life can be wasted, everything doesn’t matter. After 30 years old, you are old. Dream has become a synonym for immaturity, and the behavior of chasing dreams has become a childish expression. You may still be dreaming this young dream, in which you are still passionate. However, reality tells you that it can only be a dream. Love and dream are the products that are hard to integrate. Many years ago, we tried to unify them. Many years later, we found that we were with someone we never loved. Do something we never thought of doing. Those dreams, more or less, have gradually dissipated and disappeared in our growth. I have seen and heard many stories about love and dreams. Some of those stories are sad and beautiful, some are desolate, but they are never beautiful. Life has many regrets, so memories become more beautiful. The reality is very realistic, and life should continue. Our love has been walking on the left bank, so when we are young and crazy, we will love crazily; Our dreams wander on the right, so when we are young, we will be passionate. Please remember that you are still young, and you still have capital to squander some beautiful love and dreams. Please remember that you are no longer young, you are not qualified to pack your wife and children together and let them pursue dreams with you. Time is a very cruel thing. We have changed for him from beginning to end. Love in youth and dreams in youth will end when we are about to mature. There are always some people who need to change, and there are always some things that need to be given up. Love, dream, in the years of our lives, she only belongs to a specific age. 30 years old, if you are still alone. Then you can still pursue your dreams alone. 30 years old, if you are not already alone. Then, you must shoulder the responsibility on your shoulders for the people who accompany you. Give up your young love and your persistent dream. This is the reality, cruel! PostScript is just, accidentally want to write something. From a sunny afternoon to a lonely rainy morning. I hit the black keyboard from time to time. Write a very common story with a very common name. A girl said that she was looking forward to me writing such a thing. In fact, most of the time, we will think of the love and dream we wanted to have when we were young. However, in reality, many of our things are running counter to each other. Maybe life is like this. When you walk a lot, you will find that you have already forgotten your original intention when you set out. Sometimes, we can’t change a lot of things, so we go along with it. This may be our sorrow, and it is also the responsibility we understand. A person always has dreams, and there is no hesitation on the way forward. When two people leave, their dreams are bound. Love is a beautiful thing, but it is also a shackle of dreams. If you want to move forward, please remember to walk alone. If there are two people, please remember the responsibility. 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…

A clear water for the heart, waiting for the new green on both sides of the Strait

The moon is like a hook, the clear lights are swaying, the light red lights cover every corner, scattered on the body, the heart is slightly warm, the heart is clear, quiet, the surrounding environment is quiet, still, you can hear the heartbeat and pulse beating, hear the past, hear the mark in your heart, hear your voice, feel that you have not left in that corner, your thoughts linger, and you are the same as before. Paper Mo Shou Tianya, who LIANWO feelings? Who knows my lifelong obsession? Today, the window is still the cold wind when you leave, do you still remember? I like to call you a pig because it is honest, lovely and kind. Many people like people who are rich, powerful or handsome in appearance. I only like you to appreciate you. It has never changed from acquaintance to today, it has nothing to do with appearance, like is like, unreasonable like. In fact, I know that you have always been very kind to me. I am willful girl, no one can tolerate me, but you can. No matter how willful I play coquetry, I never see you angry. There are nine times when life is unhappy. No matter when I am unhappy or unhappy, I always tell you that I will get angry at you when I am upset. What’s more, sometimes I will abuse you. You always smile with your smile, with your broad mind and gentle feelings, I slowly melt my anger and troubles, drive away my sadness, and do not seek luxury and wealth in life. I am satisfied with having you with me. In February, Willow was silk strands, and grass was green. In a beautiful season, I walked alone in the alley. Apricot flowers did not open, and drizzling, without umbrellas, my heart was melancholy, walking one by one, one by one, don’t know when there will be an end? Walking in this way, tears of rain rolled down my cheeks without wiping them away. I like this kind of freedom without affectation or disguise. I am happy and unhappy without concealing. If you miss you, you can be unbridled by your thoughts, and a person’s world can miss you freely and crazily. Looking at the rain under your feet, without words, you can’t see the end of the wind and rain wandering. I don’t know the way back. I am willing to go straight ahead and walk on the steps you have stepped on, because there are you here, you and I met each other in this alley, and it was also the season of blooming flowers at that time. You said many times; You are too kind, I will protect you all my life, and I will never hurt you, I believed it and nodded hard. It’s nice to have you. The blinds, the fragrance of flowers, the window sill with flowers and grass, a person listening to the song “Fairy Lake” slowly rising mist, gradually condensed into Dew XINGX also stood high, secretly dancing for her, water waves drew her eyebrows and waves embroidered her clothes. The sound of water is like her footsteps. Moonlight is her Ornament. The beautiful Fairy Lake, the light breeze blows the beautiful songs of trees on both sides of the Strait, and the beautiful lyrics fall in love with it. I like listening to music, you can listen to your favorite songs for several hours. Fairy Lake, I heard that there is a beautiful legend in Fairy Lake. If people take a bath in Fairy Lake every day, their skin will be white, tender, smooth and beautiful. When the seven daughters of the Jade Emperor heard of this lake, they secretly fell to Fairy Lake. They took off their feather clothes and took a bath in the Fairy Lake. Accidentally, the seven fairies were fond of playing and forgot that the feather clothes could not fly back to the sky. They happened to meet a young man in the mortal world. They fell in love with each other slowly and loved deeply, in terms of love, if you don’t marry the Lord, if you don’t marry the Lord, you will leave a beautiful love myth for the world. Do you know? I really want to tell you the most beautiful story, but when I listened to “Fairy Lake”, you had disappeared and disappeared without a trace. I can’t find you any more. I can’t find you in winter and spring, spring is full, birds sing and flowers bloom. When spring returns comes, I can’t see your Trace. I was lost. Once I filled my heart with sadness, and tears fell into my eyes again, tears like spring eyes wash the wound every day without knowing how hard they are. The more they wash, the more painful they are. Until the end, the wound becomes numb. I don’t know what pain is until today? I have no sleep for you at night and miss you every day. If you leave, close all the doors where I find you. On that year the month, I had no way to go. At that time, I felt that the sky was falling down and it was dark, I am crazy to look for you everywhere. When I meet people, I will ask you about your news. I have been to all of us, a house of call, without any trace of you, I am so helpless, what should I do in such a big world? Where should I go? What year is it when I write a letter? Silly back oath, the first poem writes sorrow, and you can see it? When you leave. I have written a lot of letters to you crazily. I can’t send one, and I will never send it. I have retained you three times, and you finally left silently. Your silence deeply hurt me, it is as painful as putting my dignity under your feet. Today, I will never forget your unrequited feelings. The story is my own, and the harm is yours to stay in the bottom of my heart. The world is great, in the land without me, I once cried loudly to the sky, complaining that God was unfair to me and that fate was too cruel to me, but no matter how much I complained, I knew that you would never come back again, I have never been demanding that you will come back again. It is because of your departure that I know that not only do I not entangle or beg, I also need to live better, just for all the people who love me deeply, I want to live happily. In fact, how can you change? Love you as early as before, miss the same. But the distance you give is like a huge gap. I tried to fly and break through the gap you gave. I arrived, but there was no you across the gap, I came back alone with other people’s strange eyes and all kinds of ridicule. It was a week when I went home to sleep. When I woke up, I cried and cried with tears in my heart. The crying scared my family, mother said; Children, you are my darling. Don’t hold it in your heart if you have something to do. What’s wrong with you? You can say that you are sad. There is no problem in the world. My baby, don’t cry. After listening to my mother’s words, I never cried again. From then on, I became silent and speechless. The waste of time, the passing of years, who has been waiting for time in the same place, kissing the years lightly, leaving no trace, not causing loneliness, not dyeing prosperity, always miss you in the world you give, A few months have passed in an instant, and the spring is already over half. Are you okay? Knowing that I will never see you again, missing any exile, flying to find your direction, bringing my deepest love and the most sincere emotion. I miss you regardless of day or night, knowing that all these are in vain, but I don’t stop thinking about you. Do you think of me occasionally? Looking at the lake, the water is clear and clear. The fish is gambol. There is a clean land in my heart. The lake is you. At this moment, I want to fill the lake for my heart and keep the lake clean with all my heart. I will wait for the new green on both sides of the Strait, the spring breeze blows on my face, and my heart is slightly warm. Watch the essays on Fairy Lake 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…

The feeling of love

Because of love, we are beautiful, we are young, and we work and live more passionately. Only then can we open our hearts and smile, wait for midnight and midnight and stay in our hearts.. The value of love lies in itself, not in its result. The result may be happy or unhappy, but it will never be the happiest and most unfortunate. Only in the process of love, only then can we have the most experience and imagination. Love is a dish that allows us to taste happiness and sweetness, but also makes us taste bitterness and sadness. Love is a kind of fate in life. Let’s cultivate this rich land with hard work and protect this beautiful scenery with the sincerity of life. If many years later, when we look back again in the corridor of the season of life, it is still the original person standing in the corner that makes people moved and worried, then you can snuggle happily on his (her) shoulder, say nothing, and feel happy as you like. Love sometimes does not require words and promises, but this feeling is enough to resist all the attacks of cold winds. The power of love is great. Love is a kind of thorough understanding in the world of two people, a kind of open and far-reaching. We build a loyal belief with each other’s magnanimity and tolerance. The belief of love is so gentle and strong, she is far away from material desire to welcome family affection. She is telepathic when crossing the mountain. She is far away and close at hand. Love in the spiritual world is enough to support everything. Love is the most beautiful ballad in life, and it is a kind of permanent long and distant. She wrote all the high mountains and rivers and gurgling streams. Love can also be a kind of eternal silence, a kind of static thinking, but there are still notes of life in enthusiasm and singing, people who love can listen to her true connotation as long as they are careful. If the experience of love enriches life, then the experience of love enriches the soul. Because of love, we have a strong interest in observing human nature and things. Love is rational and passionate. Love is plain and strong. Love is simple and complex. Love is lonely and happy… sincere, long-lasting and passed down from generation to generation. Zan (prose editor: prose online) 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…

I don’t blame you, I just mind

I talk about our love as a joke to my friends, like telling other people’s stories, like having nothing to do with myself. They laughed at me and I laughed at myself. Smile so innocent, smile so innocent. Like love will come back at any time, like we can go back to the beginning, like we can start again. It’s ridiculous and ironic. I won’t love you any more, I won’t miss you any more, I can only comfort myself in the deep night. I have countless reasons to leave, but I can’t find an excuse to stay. I can’t continue to be a bitch. I can’t persuade myself to forgive you. I accept that I’m sorry, but it doesn’t matter if I can’t reply. No matter how wronged, no matter how reluctant, I will not continue to stay. Let go slowly and let time dilute all this. We once said that we wanted a perfect ending, but in the end, we could only end up with tragedy. I said to myself: forget it. Forget your voice forget your appearance forget your name, forget the promise made by silly, forget the true sweetness, even forget us, Aquacome. In fact, our memories are really not much, not much. Let me go, disappear forever in your world, as if I had never been here, as if I was close to you and as silent as death. Since we can’t keep going, why should we be together now. If all this is doomed, I won’t be stubborn any more. Who directed the play? Who turned beauty into dirty? Let’s laugh at our persistence and make us a passer-by. You know better. I can’t help but accept it. I misunderstood. I took your joke seriously. I didn’t realize it was just a game. Because I saw it, because I was cheap, I didn’t dare to separate, so I couldn’t let it go. Sorry, this time I won’t give you the right to choose, this time I can’t hurt myself any more. Leaving is my last courage to fulfill you and let myself go. I know you won’t stay, and I never expect it. It will never be us, you are you, I am me again. Zan (prose editor: prose online) 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…

Floating Life is like a dream, I write down

In my dream, I dreamed of Jiangnan with green rain and smoke. Lacquer wooden door, verdigris door ring deep lock. There are a lot of green silk, and the eyebrows are still those slender eyes. It seems to be standing in the attic, pushing open the window. The wind blows, and the color is cold. I raised my eyebrows, and the sky of light greenish blue had no clouds or sunshine gaps. It was so pure that there was only one color. I know that I am is dreaming, wandering in poems, pictures and sing. In the old days, Qingning was the old street paved by green slabstone, the soft moss on the stone steps, and the rain falling under the eaves last night. In the distance, Catkins fly in unpredictable scenery. When someone clears the heavy smoky rain, it is you who welcome clear eyes. The eyes are calm, like the face of spring breeze. The tall wild horse carried your eyes, always towards the end of the cloud, the tower, the queue window of me, knocked down a thin and long shadow. I looked at you, damp and covered my eyebrows. After reading for so long, waiting for so long, waiting for so long. You laugh and shout my name, and the wind is surging. I also laughed, pear flower with rain. Full of words, open your mouth, but time makes me forget your name. Hide all the words, silence, silence, only see the vast world. You are not here, where is JS? Once upon a time, the prosperity was interwoven and the Brocade color continued. The mountains and rivers share together, and I will join hands with you. Years are like water, long and continuous. I slept in your eyes for thousands of years. And time is always the face of flowers, blooming and dying, so repeated spring and autumn. In winter, I woke up and shook off a snowflake on my shoulder. Floating Life is like a dream, I write down. 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…

Drop-dead gorgeous finally meet the allure color

In drop-dead gorgeous, I finally met the city, and the causal marriage was doomed. The causes of fate and the consequences of reincarnation are all the disasters of life in purple Street Red Dust. They will always meet you unexpectedly. The real love is not to escape, but to bear together. One day, you will know that the love between people and demons, between people and ghosts, and between people is not difficult to cross, because true love has always stood the test of that heaven. [1] One thousand years and another old saying: The ten generations were built to cross the boat, and the thousands of generations were built to sleep together. The same is true for white snakes. Emotional things need fate, fate depends on cultivation, and cultivation lies in personal morality and morality. The word of love contains the meaning of meticulous charm, which is not clear to me, even if the truth is simple and pure. Just because, this affection is like a flowing water with a depth of three thousand feet, the meaning can be seen, the love is difficult to cut. If love is the fate of cultivation. The ten worlds are too short, and the hundred and thousand generations are too long. Although the cause and effect of all generations cannot be destroyed by the precipitation of several generations, from the beginning to the end, the deduction is still this life. Thousands of generations are far less direct and decisive than this one. In the world, no one knows Lady White Snake (Bai Suzhen), no one knows Xu Xian. Lady White Snake (Bai Suzhen) is a snake, and it is a bitter snake that has cultivated for thousands of years to love infatuated lingering, which is far more difficult than the white fox. Xu Xian is a person who is looking for a down-and-out person who lives for love. The story spread between them is like the sad and desolate eyes that fluctuate when Tsing Yi long white silk sleeves is floating. That year, Qingming Festival. On the West Lake of Hangzhou, the bridge was broken. Both of them are jade men with no dust in their hearts. When the green light falls, the wheel of fate is also turning. The wupeng boat passed, and the woman holding the oiled paper umbrella covered the obscene rain for the white-faced shy scholar. The smoke was hazy and the eyes of each other were covered. In the past life and in this life, everything is clear. Thousands of years ago, on Mount Emei, the young white snake escaped from the snake catcher under the begging of the weak-aged shepherd boy. Thousands of years later, it was indeed such an accidental encounter, and it became a fool. By the West Lake, two cold hearts fell into the dust. She lent him paper umbrella just to win a good-bye reason. But he didn’t know all the lives. Meet again, life has become a fate. She married him just to return his kindness and love and prosperity with him. However, this love is full of branches and tendrils everywhere, misappearing the snake body, breaking the sky and so on. One after another, a love turns back and forth, and finally ends with a moderate ending. Looking back 500 times in the previous life, it was only a pass in this life. If fate is measured in this life before, even if it has been measured for thousands of years, it will not be long. If you have true feelings, please cherish them. This is the truth for thousands of years. I still remember that in the biography of the new White Snake, Lady White Snake (Bai Suzhen) said to Fahai: Fahai, you don’t understand love. Also, how many people who don’t really Aquacome can understand love? Maybe it is because of love, so love. In fact, sometimes, what is easy to change in the world is not demons, but people’s hearts. A thousand years of waiting, waiting may be ten thousand years of loneliness, but as long as there is love in the bottom of my heart, what are you afraid? [2] I don’t admire the fairy. There is a saying that makes people go to the road, but there is also a saying that I only admire the mandarin duck but not the fairy. In reality, people and ghosts may never have results. But in Liaozhai, the love between people and ghosts is sad and moving, and it belongs to cause and effect. She is Nie Xiaoqian, a white dress, like a fairy. Qing Mei appearance, bright as snow, beautiful and deep into the bone marrow. The eyebrows, pupils, skin and face are all traces of loneliness. This kind of woman naturally has a kind of seduction and alienation, which is naturally not human. She buried her bones next to Lanruo Temple, Lanruo Temple, named Ruo temple, so there was a kind of seductive and vicious Temple, which was full of solitary tombs and forced by Yin. Obviously, it was not an ordinary Temple. Unfortunately, she died early. After her death, she was coerced by demons because of her beautiful appearance and did everything that hurt the world, but doing evil was not what she wanted. But she couldn’t get away, so she had. There may be no difference between people and ghosts. Love is the only thing in the world that can pass through life and death. I am afraid that only love is left. Therefore, she and Ning Caichen performed a love of human and ghost through life and death. That night, he stayed in Lanruo Temple. At night, he saw a woman, just like a person in the painting, whose surname was Nie and whose name was Xiaoqian. Because of his warmth and kindness, she was not tempted by beauty money, which touched her increasingly dirty heart. At a gentle glance, she felt compassion. Therefore, she told all the stories. Therefore, all the plots after this are logical. Nie Xiaoqian finally broke away from the bitter sea, and Ning Caichen was not killed. He brought her Ashes home and buried them outside his Lent. After twists and turns, I finally got together. Only when the love of human and ghost comes here can there be a satisfactory explanation. The matter finally ended, but unexpectedly, Nie Xiaoqian gave birth to two sons for him. Nie Xiaoqian was a ghost, and he could continue to survive. People’s hearts are sinister, and fashion is not as good as ghosts. Ghosts are also warm and good, and sometimes people cannot reach them. Between People and ghosts, not without love, but dare not love. God always promises a happy life to those who dare to love, while those who flinch always live alone. People and ghosts can still be together, and those who dare not love each other because of secular barriers are so sad. However, those who clearly love each other but have to separate have to end up with depression and regret each other all their lives. You know, people and ghosts are far from easy to love. Shiliping lake is full of frost, and every inch of blue silk worries about the Chinese year. Looking at the moon-shaped single camera cover, I only admire mandarin ducks but not immortals. This is the inscription on the portrait of Nie Xiaoqian in the ghost of a beautiful woman, which makes people have to remember the poem “don’t think” in white clothes: the first ten-Li resting station the sky is full of frost, and when is the green hair white? There is no regret in this life, and there is a fate in this future. There is a smile like a flower, and how can the face be lingering like water? The feeling is strong, the love is light, and it is comfortable to dance in Pengshan. I only admire mandarin ducks but not immortals. The only thing in the world that can pass through life and death without too much love and love to the depths is worth desperate. [3] double biochemical Butterfly Dream love is like a flower and a life like grass. Good luck always goes away early, leaving eternal mourning for later generations. Reading the story of Liang Zhu, I always feel that there is flowing water in my heart, and the ripples are shaking. In the vast world, there is always a place with a clear mirror, which is used to hold the love that is not available in the chaotic world. If love has no way out, then it will be better to turn the butterfly. The Butterfly can fly only clouds of the sea, but it can certainly fly over the sea of heart in our hearts. Love can be so firm, but also no regret. She and He were destined love and hate in their lives. At last, their souls returned to Hades, but they turned into butterflies flying lightly. At the first sight, it was just a young girl with a bright heart, the Rose age compiled like a dream. The first sight, such as March, Yangchun, is vivid. Three years of intersection with each other, three years of intimacy, accompanied by joy. However, her paper and ink were nucellus, and what she had with him was just a lie, so they became brothers. But she fell in love with her brother who was close at hand regardless of her little time, because of his integrity, kindness and stability. Therefore, she planted another lie, taking nine younger sisters as the medium, and was willing to serve her whole life. It was not until she left the academy with tears in her eyes that those numerous feelings were drawn away. Only then did he suddenly understand that the nine younger sister who thought about day and night was actually close at hand. Her appearance was undoubtedly beautiful and elegant. Therefore, he knew that there was no longer room for other women in this life, which was the destined fate. Invite again and see you again. Everything is as open as clouds. The ethereal marriage is tied in a smile of mutual understanding. Some people always have to pass through the flow, shadow, cause and effect, and reincarnation of thousands of mountains and rivers to get short-term lingering and beautiful. However, time is a disaster everywhere, and beautiful love has always been ups and downs. And Ma Wencai undoubtedly made them the biggest disaster in their love. In the end, no one can escape from fate. I wish my father too much to join the WTO. He does not allow his daughter to follow the poor scholar for a lifetime. As a result, Liang Shanbo’s proposal was rejected. When he returned home, he couldn’t afford to get sick and died of depression. However, Zhu Yingtai was forced to marry and passed by Liang Shanbo’s grave. Under the feeling of grief, the rain and thunder were heavy, and the grave burst. Yingtai jumped into the grave. The tomb gathered together, the wind stopped the rain, and the Rainbow hung high, liang Zhu turned into a butterfly and danced in the world. I will never leave for a lifetime. This beautiful and earth-shattering love was the most tragic ending. It can be described: Peach blossom Xie people don’t return, Spring River flowing water. A spoony meeting. The Heaven and Earth break intestines, and the balcony tears don’t break red hearts. Even though the secular city wall is high, there is no regret for life and death. Where does the long road come from. In front of the bleak autumn wind grave, Yudie flew with tears and blood. There are too many ways to become butterfly in gentle two students, but there is no doubt that this is the most bone-eroding one. And their love, blooming with blood, is also the most bleak ending. [4] I wish to have a heart and a heart, and the white heads are not separated. This is the greatest romance and hope in life. Many of the love in this world is fruitless. After all, only a few people hold their hands and grow old with their son. In the bustling world, if you can get true love, even if the process goes back and forth, even if you experience tossing and leaving, it is also a lifetime of luck. What is love in the world? It teaches people to live and die together. The first time I watched “The Swordsman”, I only felt that Li Mochou of love was too paranoid and Yang Shi’s love was too crazy. Only now did I realize that everyone had never passed the chess pieces in his palm in front of love. Love in novels is often lingering and ups and downs. But Love always has to be settled by the dust. If it doesn’t fall, it will naturally become a floating cloud. Poor life can make us crazy, make us crazy, without too much love. Good Love may not be the ups and downs of love. True love is usually plain and simple. Zhang wumi and Zhao Min’s desert island life, Yang has been extinct with Xiaolong girl, there is no doubt that this is the best love, but the process is indeed difficult and bumpy. Zhang wumi and Yang have been the same, this life, failed too many women who were deep affection to them. It is probably the same reason that they see through the world and cherish the love they have got now. Despite the incomplete love, people feel distressed. Countless love between novels and reality tells us that we must cherish what we get, or we will regret it. I always remember a sentence that Xingye said in the movie “Moonlight treasure box”: once there was a sincere love in front of me, I didn’t cherish it well, and I didn’t regret it until I lost it. If God can give me another chance, I just want to say three words to that girl: I love you. If you have to add a deadline in love, I hope it is a million years. Now I can’t help but shed tears. I seem to see the whole world from hazy to clear process, even love has become so delicate and profound. How long will it take ten thousand years? I don’t know how many lives I have lived. Because of love, it is never predictable. Think of love, sometimes it is very close, sometimes it is out of reach. Who will be the cause and effect in your fate? Maybe the front dust is doomed. It may not be what you want to spend thousands of years. Maybe what we want is just a wish for a heart and a white head is not separated from each other. It’s so simple. Simple and simple love is often the most beautiful and difficult to get. Whoever is the cause and effect in your life will be the cause and effect in our life. Spend your whole life, one day, drop-dead gorgeous will finally meet the city. Those beautiful and ordinary love will eventually meet us in the crowd. Zan (prose editor: prose online) 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…

The wind chimes in the wind……

The breeze passed, and the wind chimes hanging in the air in the hut shook with the wind. This is a special wind chime. It is said that it is special because it is a wind chime, shaking with the wind but speechless! This wind chime carries a sad and soft past. My adolescence came early, but there was no trace of cultivation, just letting it ferment in my heart. Because everything has to make way for the dream in my heart, for fear that a little indulgence will be like the gate of flood discharge, which cannot be accepted once. However, contrary to expectations, I was 19 years old that year, just as Black July was approaching, my emotional world was blooming with exquisite flowers. Although it was only a flash in the pan, it was also amazing. Dickinson once said in the poem: waiting for an hour, too long, if there is love, it is right after this; Waiting for a million years is not long, if there is love, as a reward for this waiting. Min Er was a girl next door, who broke into my dusty emotional world without warning, making my emotional bank collapse for thousands of miles. The beginning of love stories is often hazy and beautiful. In that lingering rainy season, our love was like a silent seed growing quietly in our hearts. Although my first love is not perfect, there is no lack of romance. I still remember that afternoon, the clouds were dense, covering all the fields, and passers-by were in a hurry, but I was smug, because it was the rain I had been expecting for a long time. Carry the umbrella that has already been prepared, hold it up for Min Er, walk in the rain hand in hand, and enjoy the warmth under the umbrella. That time I got my wish, it was the day that created romance for me. I knew you would come to Min er with a happy smile like a blooming peach blossom. Hand over a thing, this is for you. A heart-shaped wind chime made of many exquisite pink flowers. I made it for you for a few nights. Happiness is rippling in my heart. Since then, I have been hanging it in my sight, watching it fall asleep and watching it wake up. Occasionally, when we walk in the sunset and sunset all over the sky, we can pull together comfortably. We enjoy dreamy love and look forward to a bright future among the woods hidden by the sunset, happiness is written all over our faces, and we seem to wander in the Paradise in our embrace. However, the good times didn’t last long. Miner’s family found a job for her in the distant Hecheng, and she wanted to leave me. On the night before leaving, we made an appointment to meet each other. The four eyes were opposite and we were silent. I don’t know what to say or where to start. Just a gentle kiss, who knows that this gentle and square kiss has become the absolute kiss of this sad and beautiful love. That night without sleep was not to kiss the fragrance and leave your lips, but to fear the coming of Dawn and the shadow of REJOICE would leave me, fear that the fragile line of love cannot withstand the destruction of the wind of time and break. However, those who should come will still come, and those who should go will still leave. Min Er is a train at one o’clock in the afternoon, but that morning has become a blank in my life. It seems to be passing. When I picked up my luggage (of course it was Min Er’s) and sent her away, our tears filled our way to the station. We Hu Dao cherish it and Hu Dao to leave, remember each other and stay together. The train to the east pulled away everything that had ever happened, and the kite line that maintained Love was finally torn off in torment, which could not stand the grinding of distance like conventional love. Although I can receive her letter almost every day, which places her thoughts on me, I always feel that this miss is like an ethereal smoke and can’t be seen and grasped. The relationship was sentenced to no time. I always feel that Min Er no longer loves me. I suggested to Min er that breaking up my first love was unforgettable, but the first love was also green. My first love started from the hazy, ended from the inferiority speculation, seemed to touch the wings of the angel from the panic, and fell into the abyss from the destruction. Love needs sensibility and does not exclude rationality. However, emotional sensibility and rationality should be reasonably distributed. If the two cannot be balanced, there will never be eternal love. Just like that wind chime floating in the wind, still swaying with the wind, perfect as before, but it is only a wind chime, only without some implication and charm 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…

Plum withered, bamboo horses grow old

Plum withered, bamboo horses grow old, and the people I fell in love with from now on are very much like you. A bunch of hands and feet are all your shadow. If you really love a person, you will suffer from emotional cleanliness and can’t stand the other person’s little emotional impurity. No matter physically or mentally, you can’t tolerate his little impure. It is said that men’s lies can lie to women all night, women’s lies can lie to men all their lives, and I don’t want to lie to you. So I made a promise to you, or the promise in your eyes is far from a lie. So, you left. I have no strength to run again, because you are already at the end, I give up, I admit that I have no ability to catch up with you. So, I let go. God created fingerprints because he wanted people to know: in fact, everyone has scars. Everyone’s scars are different, deep and shallow. So please don’t think how miserable you are, you are just the one with numerous scars. I put down my dignity, personality and stubbornness just because I can’t let you go. But in your heart, I am as light as a floating cloud, and I can put it down if I say it. I thought I would be very happy. I said stubbornly that it doesn’t matter. When tears flow down, the world is so blurred that only your back is left. Indifferent and ruthless. From today on, smile every day. Except life and death, it is a trivial matter in the world. Including someone’s giving up and someone’s not cherishing. Most of the pain is the result of refusing to leave. There is no destiny for misfortune, only the persistence of death and not letting go. Perhaps, earlier. I should let you go, and I should also let myself go. Don’t care too much about some people, too much about some things, let nature take its course and face it with the best attitude. This is the world: we are the least valuable in front of the things we care most. Happiness is everywhere, but we are always used to looking at the distance or staring back, and we always refuse to stare at the tiny and beautiful scenery beside us. Therefore, we will miss again and again, and miss the scenery that could have accompanied us to see the long stream of water. Be a man and take a step back; But love, love, take a step back and leave the building empty. I want to learn to be alone. I lack the ability to be alone. I can’t bear loneliness. I can’t live without you. This may also be a disaster for me. Learn to be alone. No matter what happens, whether abandoned or not, whether lonely or helpless, you will never care about whether there is hope or not. If you don’t believe in the existence of hope, you will never feel the gap and the gap of despair. You said that it is your principle not to complain and not to explain. Including when you left, you still didn’t explain and I smiled bitterly. This should be your so-called principle, I guess correctly. Such a person can’t be copied by others. It’s unique. The Collector’s Edition is out of print. Don’t you cherish it? Don’t say it, you really didn’t cherish it. Even, as grass mustard. No one can take everything from you, as long as it belongs to me, unless you want to go. If you leave, I will not stop it. I only hope that we will not regret it and everything will be fine. I would like to ask you to forgive my consideration of gain and loss. Don’t think I am insane. I am just too afraid of losing you. Even if it has been lost. There are things to say, don’t wait for the other party to understand, because the other party is not you, don’t know what you want, wait until the end can only be sad and disappointed, especially feelings. I want to say that I love you. I want to hear you say that you love me. But the feeling given to me is indeed like a dream of Nankai, and there is no truth. I don’t know when to start. The people I love are all like you. Plum withered, bamboo horses grow old, and the people I fell in love with from now on are very much like you. Zan (prose editor: prose online) 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…

Love you, just tears and smiles for you

Love you, willing to give up freedom, but you don’t care. Can you easily take back what you say and betray it easily? I shed tears unconsciously. Love you, willing to accompany you through the haze, but you can’t see. Can we put it down side by side and put it aside? I couldn’t help hanging up my tears. Love you, willing to leave again, but you can’t let go. Is it only by your side that you can see and forget it? This time, I chose to smile because I forgot. Love you, never regret, also dare not regret. Once you have that kind of emotion, you will no longer be able to stop it. This love is no longer simple and free. Pure love does not bind you, but gives you enough trust. Even if you do something wrong and your heart is still there, you are willing to forgive. Free love is not letting you go, but giving you time and space. Because it is ordinary people who have something they like to do, my love is to support when you want to do it and encourage when you are tired. My tears flow because I love you, because I remember you, because I cannot leave you. My smile appears because I put you down, because I forgot you, and because I left you. Not because you gave me only tears, but because I chose to bear tears myself. It is not because there is no smile without you, but because I choose to forget and smile. It is good to have a result. As far as you are concerned, my contribution may be worth paying attention to or not. After giving, I choose to forget, not because it is not precious, not because it makes me cry, not because it has no result. When you only cry and smile for you, you are willing to think only about you. Neither fetters oneself nor closes oneself, nor discards this offer at will. When I love you, I am happy with pain, but I am more lucky. Therefore, when you don’t love you, thank you. Knowing each other’s life is beyond reach, so I am willing to say goodbye to you. My love, without high mountains and flowing water, can’t live without death; My love, without long flowing water, can’t live without death; My nature, without Gao Zhi Lin Quan, can’t do appealing feeling. Some people’s love is doomed to have no results and no so-called process. They support each other, but they think they don’t love each other all their lives. Even when looking at each other, I don’t want to say it through the deep feeling in my eyes unconsciously. Some people’s love is doomed to not need any test or so-called experience. They knew each other, but they thought they missed it all their lives. Even when we meet each other, the reluctant words will never turn back. Some people’s love is destined to be deep and deep enough for no one to understand. There are too few like-minded people, but they are too persistent. They blame each other, no matter when they fall in love again, or separately. Because they feel too much burdened love, they can’t only look at everything from the perspective of love, so they are no longer pure. Love is too tired to load yourself. I love you, don’t want you to burden, don’t want to burden yourself. When I love you, I am single-minded and can hold sand for you in my eyes, although there are tears. When love gradually leaves, I am single-minded and no longer pretend to be you in my eyes, although I am laughing. A love that is destined to be free and flowing cannot be separated from you when you love you; When you love you, you have nothing to worry about; When you love you, you are calm and calm. A love that is destined to be tough and lasting is when you love you, don’t remember time; When you love you, see yourself; When you love you, be calm and free. A love destined to be confident and profound is lingering when loving you; It is when Loving You, trusting the future; It is when loving you, still sunshine. Love you, only tears and smiles for you, has nothing to do with fate, has nothing to do with life and death, only with you and me. 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…

Passing by love and meeting you

A period of infatuation and a period of injury, if it is not a devoted effort, how can I start the past that has passed away in a hurry? When happiness fades in the shallow time, sadness will run aground in the eyes I expect. The desolation after the warmth is the injury that cannot be touched in the beautiful life. This injury once made my life full of colorful fantasies. Love is like the fallen sunset in the sky. I will stand in the dark of the sky and stare at the helpless love alone. I also thought that if love becomes the past, it will be scattered. Why should I place my future life in the fate of my feelings to accept painful suffering! I met you when I passed by love, but the ending of many affairs was destined to be that the bamboo basket was empty. When the gentle cold wind flies through the vicissitudes of the heart, the sorrowful thoughts will always lift up the silk-like dream curtain, like a dream like a shadow, nestled quietly in the arms of the years, and kept thinking about you alone. In the world of love, I may just be a passer-by in a hurry, dust the past in the corner of memory, and I pursue the legend that once belonged to happiness in my dream. Passing by love, I met you, and the fallen flowers in my dream withered in the vicissitudes of life. Some romance and some sentimentally attached love are interpreted as sincerity and warmth in my life. Wandering in the deserted alley in the long night of no one, the lonely feelings are waning thoughts, tied to me, and you are entangled with no trace! Let life flow quietly in the time of passing by, and let the sigh of fingertips fade into the desolation of the years. My thoughts still go through the sea of words. The fireworks of love will be colorful into endless thoughts. On the road of fantasy life, you will be with me. My happiness is full of happiness. I find that the rest of my thoughts is warm, it is happy and harmonious. When the wind of a certain season sprouted the scenery of missing and searched quietly in tens of millions of strange figures, I felt the meaning of love with my heart. I believe in it. Fate is a game of aimlessness in the vast sea of people. Holding your hand will tie all your ties to my life. Maybe there are always some people who will never forget when they meet. With a touch of fleeting time, I will stare at you quietly in a colorless night. The thoughts dyed red by love, the wind and smoke winding through the years, waiting is a long way, staggering in the earthly scenery, longing for the warm spring and blooming season. All the romance, walking in sad words, on the road, only remember the pain of caring outside the Dream, a person, quietly guarding the lonely night, missing reflected the hurt of pouring out. Thinking about your appearance, tired entangled in the lonely port, the uneasiness and restlessness formed in the dream, as if the muddy raindrops on the slippery road never stopped, kept falling and kept falling. I want to witness my sad and beautiful love with words, those deep and shallow happiness and sadness, which are the softest parts in my heart. Dark life, love to the noise of heartbreak, touch the cold breath of midnight, love is not there, I don’t know how to turn back the road? I often stand alone at the intersection of meeting, and I always hope that your one look back can light up my dark heart lamp. In the dream, the flowers bloom in one season, and the beautiful scenery in my heart is brilliant. The flowers lag behind. I would rather keep them alone and use time as my witness of my loyalty to beautiful love. I don’t believe that the world can be pure and eternal, but I believe that my pulse is shaking for you all the time. The wind chimes of memory shake up the warmth left in the dream, keep the lonely years, don’t expect to hold your hand again, I just want your smile to look back silently in my gaze again. Really, I may let my life enjoy my whole life with a smile. Sadness and memories are not the whole of my life. Maybe you just let my memories have a hypocritical mouth, just that brief encounter, unexpectedly, it will also make my life branded with the shadow of love. When I met you, my life was just passing through the intersection of love, and my attachment could not escape. Maybe it would be embedded in my memories and silently accompany me to the end of my life. How I want to hold your hand again, shake the wind chimes of love together in the long dream, keep all troubles away from the world, and let the most beautiful flowers bloom in this noisy world. In this world, you and I, as well as this boundless land, were all cast into a bunch of moving shadows by the complete cosmos. Lost the direction of my heart, I am looking for a happy Phantom in the sad music. Who can truly understand this sad voice for a lifetime, a lifetime of love, and a person who has never paid? Missing the fate, I missed the most dazzling scenery in my life. After breaking up, I lived in the scenery drawn by one person, accompanied by words, accompanied by loneliness, and sleep together with lovesickness. I met you through love, and I also met the helplessness and loneliness when I met you. In the inevitable fate, I can’t come out all over. When the haze of missing pervades at the intersection of meeting, my eyes are involuntarily fixed into eternity in the vast sea of people. I am afraid of wasting time, but I expect time to be like a shuttle. Giving up is a heart-wrenching choice. In the final choice, who doesn’t want the birds and flowers in his world forever. There is a kind of mood, it belongs to two-person world, there is a kind of moving, beautiful people are unwilling to let go, there is a kind of person, would rather be confused in the dream of No Chance forever, I would rather stick to the white head than say let go easily! One axis scroll spread out the fragments of youth sadness and beauty, how many persistent illusion into the water moon in the mirror, and the past look back is a kind of desolation released by the lonely soul. Tears, quietly drying, dream, with the vast wind and rain of the world falling to the end of the world. Miss the warmth gradually dispersed, a melancholy emotion accumulated into the vicissitudes of the dust, when the ripples of missing covered with a smoky rain into the deep silence of the soul, you are still picturesque and pleasant in my mind. When the misty rain Lane wet the time and space in March, my sadness was filled with Moss. In the soft time, I watched the place where I once met with my expectant eyes. All the mistakes are just because I met your tenderness when I passed by love. I will hope to meet you in the practice moonlight, but the mottled years will eventually crush my dream mercilessly. Meeting you may also be destined to be the sadness of my life. 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…