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Love in disguise

2022-01-17
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Zhongxi Fang, it’s raining outside, the cord fabric half covered, incense burner tea, me and you. The hateful thing is that how I record this scene is distorted. I had dinner with them and walked away. This afternoon was planned, but it was not calculated. You like rain. Our steps accelerated with the coming of rain, running and laughing. An ancient Memorial Tower, which you said was left during the anti-Japanese War, I saw a sentry standing in the distance with a machine gun. Heavy rain ahead. Ivy is still wisteria, the green is new, on the edge of the building, wrapped around the tea house, which is very similar to the city. Quiet Zhiyuan. I just went to the pioneer bookstore a few days ago, with a very similar picture. Every breath feels too heavy, I tiptoe. It is rare to meet each other. There is a feeling of old time, impulse, insipid, yearning and truth. Right in front of me. The rain is still falling, dust and mud are falling. I am very unfamiliar with the flying dust of this land. The mountains visible in the distance also feel frustrated. Focus, a foot of land. The incense burner was still burning, and the purplish red tea also rolled away for several times. Add tea, sweet tea. Do you feel left out? A small brown book on the coffee table records different associations. You write down a line, next year, I will wait for you. I have been thinking for a long time, and I don’t know how to summarize the magical feeling. Give you a dull look and feel it yourself. I like this sentence best these two days. Signed, Li Daze. Signed, Wujiang? I may have used messivae. I can’t remember clearly, and I don’t care about it. The waiter added water once. We had a good talk. You opened the curtain, Binjiang road cars come and go in all directions. The rain is getting smaller. I told you that I broadcast in primary school, and I sang the light rain in March with my classmates. You smiled sweetly. I sang too badly. I like watch show, which makes you smart. As time goes by, it is like a pool like a grinding disc. When it is opened, the water flows like a column. After that, it is dying. You said there was a study here, so you didn’t go to see it. There is no need to pretend to be forced when I go there. Local books that are too Literary are second. When the rain stops, it always leaves. I looked at the wall full of Ivy again. The building was a few meters away, allowing bullets to fly for a while. Let’s make a movie, such an old place, remind yourself that you are still young. You are really good at taking pictures. You laughed again. I didn’t laugh. There is no traffic light in your world, which makes me turn on the red light many times. I saw the Yangtze River. In fact, it is no different from Nanjing. Maybe I didn’t look carefully. Do you know that I linger in this place as much as I miss you? Seeing Zhongxi Fang again, it became more quiet. We laughed, and it became more lonely. You have a long talk with me. In what Square. I have to go, three cents in the afternoon. Pepsi’s big umbrella, Pepsi’s desks and chairs, I wear the clothes you bought, I don’t want to give up. It’s still a joke. No one is more humorous than anyone. I said la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la? What did you say? I forgot. Or I am more humorous than you. We went to the mall together, and the backpack was full of food. Line. I didn’t have a chance to hold it. It was in public. The opposite direction. I wrote poems in the car, and you read the thoughts of drifting away. Through 99 caves, my girl. I want to climb dozens of peaks, my girl. You are here, you are far away. Cross the Yangtze River again and again, my girl. Stop and rest. Go through more than ten stops, my girl. You are at your feet, you are at home. My heart, how reluctant you are, you are a strong man’s heart, how can you cry and fall for it. You are happy, you are happy, you are endless miss. If you don’t want to leave, I won’t force it, then you stay. Follow your girl and watch her cross the road. Aren’t you worried? In this way, you can feel at ease. I left in the dark of night, where you came from and where you used to be. You don’t belong there anymore, you have to follow your girl. 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…

Care

2022-01-05
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When I woke up at night, I opened my sleep and looked out of the window. Look at the phone, 03:48. Open the curtain, the cold air is thorough, and the arms are fresh. The bright moon hangs in the sky alone, and the clear glow shines the Earth into a hazy state. As if all kinds of voices were playing together, listening carefully seemed to have no sound. I haven’t seen you for more than 20 years, and sometimes your CEZANNE figure will appear in my dreams. The bumpy life course has never cut off the care for you. You are an angel, just like caviar to the general. I am turtle, a typical lower riba. I like you. That’s right. You don’t like me. This is like the XINGX in the sky and the weeds on the ground never have the track of meeting. I used to be ashamed and ashamed. But I have never hated you, and some just wish silently: as long as you live better than me. Change of the seasons, things are different. I was empty in my heart and wrote out-of-print thoughts in bloody words. I hope that people will last for a long time and spend thousands of miles together. At this time, the sad and beautiful melody of Li Chen’s song “Outside the Window” rang in my ear: tonight I have come to your window, the curtain, how lovely your shadow is. Quietly Aquacome how many times do you have to leave tomorrow for so many years? I came to your window and wanted to knock on the door to ask you to come out and think about your beauty, my ordinary I walked away silently and saw my beloved girl in my dream again and again. I will go far away to look for the future. If I go back to my hometown one day, I will tell my feelings outside your window. Goodbye, my beloved girl in my dream and say treasure to your shadow. If I never come back and let the moon stay outside your window. 2013/01/10 draft. Modified on 2013/01/15. 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…

Smoke

2021-12-20
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The day before Valentine’s Day, I chose to go to Yueyang, another city, to see my old classmates, and also hoped to get rid of the fear of the festival. Unexpectedly, the more struggling, the more depressed it is to climb up the mind. I haven’t taken a train for a long time and then came to the railway station. The scene of that year appeared vaguely in front of me. I said: Do you really have to go? I’m afraid my family will worry about me. You said: If you don’t come, I won’t go back. Therefore, I climbed to your hometown in the distance without hesitation. It is also the new year, and it is also you and me. Unfortunately, it is no longer with each other. In Huaihua that year, I only stayed for a few days and left, but I could see countless happiness from your eyes. Dear, it should be so, then why can you not be accompanied for a lifetime? If love, why can’t you wait for me? Interestingly, the platform on which the train was boarded was the same as that year. I walked the road of the past, but I stepped in different directions. Your father is an Iron Policeman. I have heard many stories about his bravery. Your mother is a flight attendant. I have also heard many stories about your mother’s confusion. However, what impressed me most was the experience of how your parents met and loved each other. Perhaps, because of the work of your parents, I can vaguely smell your breath at the railway station. I am really stupid. I really look at the bustling crowd around and distinguish faces one by one. I am looking forward to meeting you. Although this probability is like looking for a needle in a haystack, I still expect that God can realize my New Year’s wish. The train carrying me to the distance, why can’t the destination be your heart? 32 it is a pity that there are no beautiful people to accompany during the festival. What makes me happy is that without you, I still have many people to rely on. They don’t need to listen to sweet words, nor do they need a promise. As long as I am sincere and relative, they will accompany them with sincerity. I thank them, my lifelong friends. I have never spent Valentine’s Day with you for one reason or another. When circumstances permit, time is abundant, but the most important thing is that you are missing. I would like to buy roses one by one, smile one by one, and say a sentence of love just to get a faint kiss from you again. Without you, the festival will still pass. Take a tour of Dongting water, look at Yueyang Tower, and think about you again from time to time. Time can pass quickly, as long as I pretend that you are always by my side. On this day, the fog was so heavy that I could hardly see the distance. There are still water droplets in the air, cold and cold, revealing people’s hearts. Is everything in front of me a mirage? After the illusion, will you appear in the crowd not far away? When I came home, I looked at the moon above my head. Maybe, you are sharing the romance of this month with me. It’s a pity that Jiang Lang is exhausted, and he can’t make it last forever! 33 unexpectedly, there is chocolate belonging to us in the refrigerator at home. I have always been reluctant to eat it, and I want to take it as a memory and a witness to each other’s love. Maybe I just forgot its existence, maybe I just didn’t taste its fate, or the best time to appreciate it had long gone. I am reluctant to eat it. How can the sweetness of a short period of time satisfy me. I would rather watch it, accompany it and let it deteriorate, but I know that as long as I don’t open the wrapping paper, I will never know the decadent appearance under the gorgeous packaging. Just as the fragile love under our vigorous appearance. Even when it comes to chocolate, it only takes a long time to talk about the favorite gifts of men and women in love. I still remember that I once went to someone else’s wedding and got a small box of delicate chocolate. Looking at the small and exquisite appearance, I thought you would absolutely like it, so I gave it to you. I am not a romantic person. I don’t know the connotation of flowers and the sweetness of chocolate. I just think that you like it, so I can’t bear to keep it. In my impression, I have never sent you chocolate again, only once. Unfortunately, I heard from you later that the box of chocolate was seen by my aunt, and it was just going to pass. I originally thought, it doesn’t matter, because there are countless opportunities to send again in the future. What is more expected is that at our wedding, we can hand in hand deliver chocolate to others to show off our love. It turned out to be surprising. What was taken away was not only a small box of chocolates, but also the chance for me to love you later. In the dark, fate has long been doomed, and the imperfection of love is also shown in every detail when getting along. In the three years of high school, milk, fruit and so on appeared on my desk from time to time, but what I loved most was that small piece of chocolate. In your heart, maybe Youth Love is a box of chocolate, because sweet and delicious, mellow and charming; And in my heart, why does the budding love make people intoxicated, the perfect answer is that people have infinite expectations and expectations for the future. Life is like a box of chocolate, you can’t know what the next one tastes like. Famous words are famous words, which often make people suddenly enlightened. Yes, I thought it was perfect, but the result was broken; I thought it was sweet, but the result was bitter; I thought it was to be unforgettable, but the result was scarred; The most painful thing was to think it was love, the result is only hatred. In our intersection, the last time we had a relationship with chocolate was the college entrance examination. Before the exam, everyone was thinking about how to prepare for the exam. Chocolate can refresh themselves and become a magic weapon that everyone must bring. At that time, I also had a rare heart. I prepared several boxes of chocolate, divided them into two parts, gave you one, and gave you my hope and prayer. In fact, I don’t pray that chocolate can improve your college entrance examination results. I just want you to know that when you are facing difficulties and troubles, you can have a taste and lick chocolate, it’s like tasting my love for you. Don’t give up, don’t be depressed, even if the sky falls, there will be me beside you. Now I am wandering alone in my hometown, and I have never tasted chocolate again. I just don’t know what kind of taste I can taste because I put it in my mouth? Is it sweet or bitter? 34 start to get used to another life. This is the last sentence I saw you write. Long-distance love is rare for a long time, which I have known for a long time. It’s just that what I can’t accept is that when the war comes, you should face it together hand in hand. As a result, you disarmed early and even had no resistance. My natural and unrestrained walk, leaving me in vain. It is time to live another life. Without mine and yours world, I believe it will become better. But what about my world? I don’t know. I ‘ve been thinking. Without you, I can’t live very well. If I could give me another chance, would I still choose to hold your hand and kiss your lips? If you really Aquacome me, why can’t you think about my feelings? Today, a friend told me that he and her girlfriend ended their long-distance relationship at the beginning of college. I listened carefully and found that the story was so imaginary. This was said when their ex-girlfriend called him to complain after they broke up. At this moment, my friend told me because of troubles. Similarly, his girlfriend also took special care of her when he was in military training. Generally speaking, he was talking to each other, so he also planted seeds. At the beginning, she didn’t care about it and knew to refuse it, because after all, there was still a person who expected it far away. However, as time slowly flowed away, the boy’s offensive intensified, coupled with the persuasion of the students nearby, speaking for the boy, the wall in her heart gradually collapsed. Finally, she was held by someone. Unfortunately, the person holding her hand was not my friend. My friend has been as sad as me for a long time because of this, and it is difficult to open his heart. He said that after receiving the phone call from his ex-girlfriend and hearing the explanation of the other party, although there was only a simple smile when chatting, the knot was finally opened. However, the conclusion is: who else can we trust? Maybe this is the disadvantage of this era. I don’t know what to trust. Yes, I believe you, but are you worthy of me? Is the answer you gave me really the answer in your heart? I don’t want to add too much cynicism to my warm words. Simply speaking, I just want to know that one year of acquaintance, two years of love, which day can I really trust you? My memories, all of you in my past life, are you innocent, or are you acting again? My friend is happier than me, because his ex-girlfriend is willing to make a phone call to explain, but between you and me, it is difficult to have a chance to communicate with each other any more. Because my she is just a person who thinks she is extremely selfish but still proud of it. Finally, you said: Haven’t we never started? I don’t hate you, but I hate this sentence very much, because it completely slandered my youth. It is brilliant because of you, unexpected but dark because of you. One person in a lifetime, fighting for two fascinating places. Lovesickness, no blind date, who is heaven. My youth, I believe I will always have you. 35 The holiday will soon pass, and school will start in just a few days. Tomorrow night, just like the beginning of last semester, I want to send my friends to the railway station. They are our mutual friends and my brothers. Send them and wish them peace, which means blessing for you. I lost you shortly after the start of last semester. What will I lose this semester? Is there anything else I can lose? Life is a separation. Being with good friends can make me sad for a long time, while being with you is still dizzy. I have too many regrets in this winter vacation. I didn’t finish reading the borrowed books, I didn’t watch several football matches well, and I didn’t accompany my relatives and friends well. The most regrettable thing is, I have no courage to express my thoughts to you. I am very lonely, I am very lonely, so I get up late and sleep late, and the whole is muddled. Can you hear it? On the other side of the sky, there is a name that a person always Nzn silently in his heart. I am an abandoned Birdling, although longing for the Sky wholeheartedly, it sank down step by step. Love, Please disappear early! Every second you exist, I feel more painful. Love, please fade away slowly! Every time you stay one more point, I think I want one more. Han, I know you are still the original you, but unfortunately the heart has changed thousands of times; Qian, I know you are not the original you, but unfortunately the heart is praying for eternity. People don’t know how to cherish when they have it, but they regret it when they lose it. If they can’t give another chance, why can’t they be treated as never happening? I am a fragile person, you can temper my body, but I would rather die than cry; And when a familiar friend only needs a simple betrayal, a hurt, I can shed tears. The drop of tears symbolizes that my heart is bleeding. Can shed tears for you, but also can bleed for you, all I ask is just a little bit of your love. Blink can pass a semester, blink can last three years, blink can take a lifetime, unfortunately, no matter how many times you blink can’t erase you, you will always be Han, it is my whole life’s thought, perhaps, but also my whole life’s pursuit. I almost forgot that today is Lantern Festival. Have you eaten a bowl of hot dumplings? Did you go to see the hot lights? On Lantern Festival, the talented man held the hands of beautiful people and looked back in the festive lantern. Yi Ren smiled and said that he was pregnant and looked forward to the white head. 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…

Make a promise for yourself when flowers bloom

2021-11-24
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The footsteps of winter gradually went away, and the spring half-covered veil came, the grass was about to break the ground, and tender leaf began to stretch her youthful face, flowers will bloom quietly with the crisp singing of birds in a certain morning. Under the spring light, it is bright and fragrant. When flowers bloom, I make a promise for myself. In the long river of time, I have been thinking hard and ferries hard. For so many years, I have never reached the other side of happiness. The sea of missing Ruo burst across the coastline of my heart, and it also flooded endlessly. Knowing that you have gone far, far is just a blank in my memory. However, I can only imagine your present appearance with memory, whether it has changed too much, and whether the wind and frost of years have changed you in the vicissitudes of life. Sometimes I really want to forget you, forget myself in the past, gently wave my hand with the past, never look back, never miss. Every Minute and second you have, your flowers bloom and fall, and your laughter I have carefully treasured and sealed up. The wind and dust of the years buried it, and the wind and frost of the years rusted it. If I pass by by passers-by, the instant heartache will drift in the wind with the steps of gradually moving away. If time can go back, time can go back to yesterday. I would like to follow you in this life until the sea dries and the rocks crumble. However, no one can touch the God and no one can return to yesterday. I can only keep the once sweet and once romantic in my memory. Just because the spring has come to the recovery of everything, the flowers also bloom out her shy face. I really want to wave my hand and smile lightly in the future when the flowers bloom and the past in the spring breeze and sunshine. Make a promise for yourself and not for anyone in spring. In fact, it is difficult to forget you, it is more difficult to forget the past, and it is too difficult to forget every minute and second with you. Do you know who sprinkled a handful of salt on the wound to numb all the pain and indifferent to all the feelings. The flowers bloom and thank you, and when the flowers bloom again and again, I silently made a promise for myself to tell myself that a person’s tomorrow is also very beautiful and wonderful, why are you entangled in the past of two people. Now that I have understood, now that I have understood, I forgive my mistake because of you. When flowers bloom, I have walked out of the path of the past with light steps in the bright spring days. 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…

梦中的蝴蝶兰

2021-10-01
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记得第一次见到蝴蝶兰花的时候，心就被深深的震撼了，这是怎样一种花，好像被赋予了动态的生命，因为每一个花朵都像一只展翅欲飞的蝴蝶，那样栩栩如生。每一次默默的注视，心里都会想着，蝴蝶兰，会有一个怎样的故事，让一朵花赋予了蝴蝶的生命！ 题记 很早以前，在一个偏远的小山村有一个小女孩，名叫兰儿。兰儿是一个面容清秀，瘦瘦弱弱的小姑娘，大大的眼睛，却总是隐藏着一层与年龄不相称的忧郁，而且兰儿胆子很小，不爱说话，她喜欢独处，平时不喜欢和人走近，却喜欢对着花草讲话，喜欢对着蓝天白云，还有那些飞鸟讲话，好像生来她就不属于这个喧闹的世界，她总是喜欢沉浸在那个属于自己的世界中，让人捉摸不透。 因为她不爱说话，小朋友们都不喜欢和她一起玩，村上的很多男孩子还爱恶作剧的捉弄她，知道她胆子小，就故意拿虫子吓唬她，每一次当她吓的大哭的时候，宇都会挺身而出，赶走那些调皮的孩子，然后默默的守着她。宇是邻家大她一岁的男孩子，她也不知道，为什么他不像其他的男孩子一样捉弄她，每次都会替她解围。其实她同样也没有和他讲过话。几次为她解围之后，渐渐的，他们熟悉了，她习惯了宇的保护，也开始和他讲话，讲她的花与草，讲她不为人解的内心世界。每一次宇都很认真的听，脸上带着耐心的微笑，好像她讲的，他全部都能听懂。于是，他们成了很有默契的朋友，上学，放学都一起走，只是每次都是一前一后，宇每次都默默的跟在她的身后，兰儿知道宇就在她身后不远处，心里也就觉得特别的踏实。因为有了宇，她逃过了那些男孩子的捉弄，本来总是带着忧郁的表情，也时而会闪烁着快乐的光芒。 小村的后面有一个山谷，那里长着各种各样的花草，因为偏僻，这里是一个还没有被开发的地方，虽然条件落后，景色却非常的秀丽，是一个还没被破坏的原生态的花园一样的童话世界。兰儿最喜欢到这个山谷玩，每一次家人找不到她了，她一定是躲到这个山谷里了。她喜欢一个人静静的坐在树下，听鸟儿的歌唱，听百花的轻语，或者抬头看天上的云，百变的模样，为这些自然的景观编一个美丽的故事。就这样静静的，她能无语的坐上半天。自从和宇熟悉了，兰儿喜欢带着宇一起到这个山谷玩，和宇在一起，她好像判若两人，总是有说不完的话，高兴了，还会甜甜的叫他宇哥哥，也只是在只有他们两个人的时候才这样叫。 这个山谷，因为花多，蝴蝶也就多。因为喜欢花，所以兰儿也就特别喜欢蝴蝶。只有在这个山谷，兰儿才会显出她性格的另一面。她喜欢在花丛中追逐那些飞舞的蝴蝶，那些蝴蝶似乎也不怕她，还时常落在她的手上，肩上。兰儿总是小心翼翼的，不去伤害它们，每一次它们停落的时候，她总是轻轻的把手放到眼前，和它们亲热的说几句话，然后再挥手将它们放飞。渐渐的，那些蝴蝶和兰儿变得很熟悉，它们成了很好的朋友，每一次她置身花丛，只要一伸手，就会有蝴蝶争先恐后的飞来，落在她的手上，还有很多围绕着她转，兰儿似乎懂得了蝴蝶的语言，她能听懂它们在说什么。每一次宇看到这个景象，就会有种幻觉，好像兰儿也是一只蝴蝶。 有时候宇也会和兰儿一起在花丛中追逐，他也想捉一只蝴蝶给兰儿看，可是那些蝴蝶似乎怕他，从不和他接近，每一次他都两手空空。还是兰儿和那些蝴蝶讲了之后，那些蝴蝶才敢与他接近，可每次也只是轻轻一触，就飞走了。没当这个时候，兰儿都会把手中的蝴蝶摆在宇的眼前，歪着头，调皮的冲他笑。宇，并不生气，他会笑着摸摸兰儿的头，看着她天真烂漫的笑脸，心里有一抹心疼。他多想这个忧郁的女孩脸上永远的带着这种笑容，不再有忧伤。因为兰儿的脸上是难得看见笑的，只是和这些蝴蝶和花草在一起的时候，才会见到她的笑脸。童稚的心，还不懂得什么是爱情，不懂得这种微妙的感觉是什么，兰儿只是觉得和宇在一起很安全，她的世界，只有他最懂得，宇也只是单纯的想要保护这个奇怪的、爱幻想的、瘦弱的小女孩，融进她的童话世界，心似乎也变的很纯净。 因为喜欢蝴蝶，喜欢紫色，兰儿总是在辫子上扎一个丝带编织的紫色蝴蝶结，她有一条心爱的裙子，有一个蝴蝶结的腰带。兰儿喜欢穿裙子，可是父母并没有条件给她买很多，所以她很珍惜这条裙子，平时都舍不得穿。宇懂得兰儿的心思，嘴上不说，心里暗暗发誓，以后自己要给兰儿买各式各样的裙子，让她做一个蝴蝶一样美丽的公主。 懵懂的童年，就在这份相知相伴中慢慢度过，花与蝴蝶，成了他们童年中最美丽的记忆。日子一天天过去，他们也慢慢的长大。兰儿依然那样清瘦，可是却也已经出落成一个美丽的少女了，带着几分清秀，几分灵气。宇也由一个稚嫩的毛头小孩，长成了俊秀的青年。这是一个很穷苦的山村，两个人的家庭都不富裕，勉强上到高中，宇就不得不辍学了，因为弟弟妹妹还要上学，父母没有这个能力同时供这么多的孩子，宇不得不主动放弃上学的权利，尽管他的成绩很好，老师们都觉得可惜。至于兰儿，父母早就不想让她上学了，愚昧的重男轻女的思想让她的父母觉得女孩子上学没用，反正迟早要嫁人，还是兰儿一直哭着，闹着，才勉强上到现在。因为兰儿不舍得离开她的宇哥哥，只要能上学，就能每天在一起走。 知道宇要离开学校，独自一人到大山外面闯荡，兰儿偷偷的哭了一夜，第二天，她也没去上学，没有了宇，上学似乎也失去了意义,她一个人躲在那个山谷中默默的垂泪，那些蝴蝶似乎读懂了她的心事，离开花丛，围绕着她翩翩起舞。兰儿靠着一棵树，坐着，不语也不动，心已经被悲伤塞满，这个美丽的山谷似乎也失去了往日的颜色，只剩一片灰暗。临近中午的时候，兰儿听到脚步声，她知道是宇来找她了，可是她没有回头，还是保持着那样的姿势坐着，一动也不动。脚步声在离她不远处停止，宇就那样静静的站在她的身后，同样的不语也不动。良久，宇走到兰儿的身边，挨着她坐下，兰儿的身子微微一动，第一次离的这样近，她下意识的想躲开，却又没有动。宇叹了口气，心疼的看着满脸泪痕的兰儿，想伸手揽住她，手停在了半空，又止住了,他怕他的唐突冒犯了她。 尽管相知相伴了这些年，彼此的那份情感都心知肚明，可是他们从来没有说过这个话题，宇甚至连兰儿的手都没有牵过，他们对彼此只是很纯洁的好感。没有过承诺，心，却早已认定了彼此，无需言语。此刻，临近分别，宇顾不上怕兰儿生气，认真的一字一字的对着兰儿说： 兰儿，等我。原谅我现在没有能力带你一起走，给我三年的时间，我一定回来带你离开这里，给你更好的生活。我也舍不得离开你，可是我不能让你现在和我一起去受苦，一起面对不可预知的未来。等我，一定要等我回来，好吗？ 。第一次听他讲这样的话，此刻兰儿似乎也忘记了矜持，回过头，泪眼朦胧的看着她的宇哥哥，只是点头，然后幽幽的说： 我若是真能变成蝴蝶随你而去，该多好！可是，我却只能在这里等待。你放心的离开吧，我会等着你，只是以后没你的日子，不会再有笑容。若是你没有回来，我就会变成蝴蝶一样的花，消失了，到时，你就再也见不到我了！ 。宇用坚定的口气说： 相信我，我一定会回来的，到时我接你一起走，好不好！ 兰儿努力让自己挤出一丝微笑，说： 我相信你，一直都相信你的！ 两个人就这样对视着，似乎有千言万语，却又不知从何说起，他们用眼睛读懂了彼此的心事，心语，在无声的传递。 第二天，宇真的走了，兰儿没有去送他，她怕自己控制不住，会忍不住随他一起去。那一天，她在这个属于他们的山谷中呆坐了一天，忆起之前的点点滴滴，兰儿脸上露出淡淡的微笑，尽管还带着伤痛的泪滴。从此，等待，是她唯一能做的。每天，她努力的帮父母干活，为的是挤出一点属于自己的时间，来到这个山谷思念她的宇哥哥，似乎在这里，就能感受到他的气息，就像他还在身边一样。当然，这里还有她的好朋友蝴蝶和花草，有了它们的相伴，她的心情会变的好了许多，她会和它们讲她的思念，讲每时每刻她都在想着她的宇哥哥。就这样，三年时光，在刻骨的相思与等待中过去了，三年，一千多个日日夜夜，兰儿的眼睛因为等待变得更加的忧郁，自从宇走后，她就真的再也没有在别人面前笑过，也只有在思念宇的时候，才会露出点点的笑意,似乎，生来她的笑容就属于他一个人的。 经过一千多个日日夜夜的煎熬，终于等到了宇要归来的这一天，可是宇却没有回来。这一天，兰儿带着掩藏不住的笑意，满怀着期待，在山谷里等了一天，她知道，若是他回来，一定会去山谷中找她的，可是一直等到太阳落山，也没见宇的影子。兰儿的心由幸福的巅峰跌到了谷底，她怎么也没有想到一向守信的宇哥哥会失约，她甚至想象过多次他们相见的情景，想象过他的宇哥哥现在变成了什么样子。可是，那轮落日告诉她，他的宇哥哥没有回来，一切美好的想象都成了泡影。兰儿的心，痛到了麻木，可是她依然抱着一丝希望，想着或许是他在路上耽搁了，迟些天，他会回来的。可是，时间一天天过去，宇却依然不见身影，渺无音讯。 三年的时间，兰儿出落的更加的动人，虽然不笑，却有一种冷冷的美。姑娘大了，总要嫁人，这几年上门提亲的人络绎不绝，父母早想选个条件好的，早点把兰儿嫁出去。还是兰儿哭着求母亲，给她三年的时间，三年之内就是死，她也绝不嫁人，才留到了现在。可是，三年过去了，她等的人没有回来，母亲也帮不了她了。父亲终于不顾她的反对，选定了村中首富的儿子，那个小时候最喜欢欺负她，现在也是整天吃喝玩乐，不顾正业的公子哥。在父母看来，有钱的日子就会好过，他们不想让女儿再过穷日子，也是疼她的一种方式。可是他们却不懂得，没有爱，就是条件再好也不会幸福。那个公子哥早就垂涎兰儿的容貌，自从定下日子，每天都来找兰儿，兰儿都避着不见，自己一个人躲在山谷中流泪，此刻，她多想她的宇哥哥立刻就出现在她的面前，就算他依然两手空空，一无所有，她也会毫不犹豫的随他而去，可是，宇依然没有回来。 终于到了出嫁的那一天，穿上新娘装的兰儿更是美的动人，人们都说还没见过这么美的新娘子。可是，就在那天晚上，一身新娘妆的兰儿却离奇的失踪了，无论全村人怎么找，都没有找到。那正是山花烂漫的时节，山谷中成群的蝴蝶翩飞起舞，只是再也没有了兰儿的影子。兰儿就这样消失了，没有一点遗留的痕迹。 就在兰儿失踪后的三天，宇终于回来了，听说了兰儿的事，宇发疯似的跑到那个山谷，用嘶哑的声音大声的喊着： 兰儿，我回来了，你在哪里？对不起，我回来晚了，可是我不是有意的，我只想要给你更好的生活，可是我知道，我决定错了，我恨死了自己，你还能听到我的话吗，兰儿? ，可是回答他的，只有山谷的回声 原来，宇在外面经过三年的打拼，受尽了各种各样的苦，终于凭着他的聪明的头脑和一种信念闯出了一番事业，自己开了一家公司，虽然只是刚刚起步。到了约定归期的时候，他并没有忘记，三年来，他努力的拼搏，为的就是这一天，这相见的时刻。这三年，不管开始时有多苦，一想到兰儿还在大山里等着他，他就充满了力量，也就是这种信念支撑着，在两年前的那场大病中他没有死去，熬了过来。只是，命运捉弄，正在他收拾行囊往回赶的时候，那个谈了好久都没有拿下的生意却突然有了转机，约他去谈合约，这笔业务如果成功，会让他的公司在市场中稳住脚步，更上一个台阶。他想要给兰儿更好的生活，所以虽然犹豫了很久，可还是想着三年都等了，也不差这几天，终于还是决定忙完了这个业务再回去，可是，他怎么也没有想到，自己的这个决定葬送了他和兰儿一生的幸福。 这笔业务，耗费了许多时日，他虽然心急如焚，可是也没有办法。等他终于忙完了，兴致匆匆的赶回去时，他的兰儿已经消失不见了，三天，只差了三天的时间，却已经是永隔了。他想起临别时她讲的话，好像是一种预言一样，他没有如期回来，她就真的不见了。难道她真的变成了蝴蝶吗，还是如蝴蝶一样的花？宇每天到这个山谷中带着悔恨的心细细的找寻。这一天，正当他带着悲痛欲绝的心情在花丛中走的时候，一种从来没有见过的，奇特的花映入他的眼帘，这个花有着紫色的花瓣，整个花朵就像一只展翅欲飞的蝴蝶，他一下子愣住了，泪瞬时汹涌而出，有一种感应，他知道这就是兰儿，禁不住慢慢的靠近，喃喃的对着花儿说： 兰儿，是你吗，真的是你吗？你真的变成了蝴蝶花吗？是因为我没有守约，你就变成了这样来惩罚我对不对？对不起，兰儿，是我不好，是我对不起你，我应该早点回来的，我应该在我们约定的那个日期回来的！对不起，兰儿…… ，这个花朵似乎也认出了宇，在风中微微的颤抖，晶莹的露珠抖落，似乎是它的泪滴。 宇小心翼翼的把这棵花移到盆里，给它起名叫蝴蝶兰，然后带着它离开这个小山村，一生未娶，就让这棵蝴蝶兰相伴终老。他将它放在书案旁，每一天早晚都会看看这棵花，似乎兰儿就在他身边，微笑着看着他，每一天，他都会陪它说很多的话，就像对着一个恋人一样，脸上带着幸福的微笑。这棵蝴蝶兰说也奇怪，一生保持这样的姿势，常开不败，只在多年以后，在宇病终的前一天，突然花瓣凋落，就这样离奇的枯萎了。第二天，宇也与世长辞。 只是在那个山谷，每一年都会有蝴蝶兰花开放，渐渐的，有了多种颜色，也走出了深山，来到了大城市的每一个角落。只是，人们只是单纯的喜欢这个美丽的花，他们并不知道，这花的背后有着这样一个故事，他们并不知道，这是一个赋予了爱与生命的花朵，是一个为了等待真爱用生命结出的这份美丽。 因此，蝴蝶兰的花语是等待爱情，等待幸福的降临。 赞 (散文编辑：江南风) 凤凰山春游 等明艳梳妆打扮完换好有机玻璃纽扣西装，家里挂钟的时针已经指向九点。我跨起装有中午… 走进六月 在夏蝉的欢歌声中，在夏日醉人的晚风里，我们又一起走进了六月。走进了这个记忆着我们… 林家巷 林家巷 一次，我路过宜宾，因为转乘飞机需要在宜宾呆近5个小时，由于对这座城市不熟悉… 林家巷 林家巷 一次，我路过宜宾，因为转乘飞机需要在宜宾呆近5个小时，由于对这座城市不熟悉… 夏夜的迷茫 受不了暑热的我，来到渭水河道散步纳凉。咸阳湖美丽的南岸公园和自然的河道里，纳凉的… 爱情情故事 爱人去世，相爱的人…

The woman named Xiaobao

2021-09-09
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In the autumn of 2001, I worked as a tuner in century piano. At that time, the leaves just turned yellow. Some of them hung on the branches for a long time and did not want to leave. With half of the summer and half of the autumn cool, sometimes the gust of wind blew, and the road could see a rolling piece, they fluttered in the air, just like children away from home, and they couldn’t bear to leave. Just like me, most of the time I stood under the tree, adjacent to the branches and forks of the SU strip, A scene of grief. I still vaguely remember that I just broke up with a girl and said it was painful. It was not true. Occasionally, I would be extremely injured. Especially when I saw those defeated scenes, I missed the previous days more and more, of course, it is not dark. When I come back to the cabin I rent at night, I will forget everything in the swimming of words. I like words, as they said, I am those lovers with checkered fonts, and I fell into it, it’s like you are experiencing too much bitterness in life. Some people say that I am a melancholy man. I think my previous life must have been the one who buried flowers. In the end, I will cry and die. The bright red cuckoo shower is on my weak body, like the liquid flowing out of my body, they are born for me, sad for me and happy for me. In reality, too much truth will be covered. Wearing a mask, leaving only a hole for breathing. Others can’t see it. After strengthening your face, you will feel sad. My boss at that time, whose surname was Qin, may have been a little bit beside the nobility. He looked arrogant and as thin as me. Wind Energy passed through the body, I like to wear a windbreaker. I often see him standing at the window of the piano store, letting the wind stir his coat, and then fluttering behind him, and most of the time, I would see him standing there silently. I thought, probably just like me, wearing a cold mask, and then looking for the ownership of the soul at night. However, I am quite enthusiastic about those who have several years of experience in tuning the piano. I have invited me to visit his house several times, but I refused. Later, on his birthday, I couldn’t stand to invite him again and again. I went to his suburban home with cakes and a bunch of flowers. The green plant Teng Vine was crawling on the courtyard wall, the wide leaves were still full of vitality in the autumn wind. There was no cloud in the sky that day, and the sun shone on the marble doorpost in front of the door without any shelter. I was a little afraid, since I was young, I have the mood to retreat from the rich. I don’t think I should be like this. One day I will also enter the ranks of those people,, the person who left once said that I would never, and when I said this, it happened to be the day of autumn and winter, and I looked disdainful, the snowflakes floating behind her also became unpoetic. I lowered my head and made my heart shrink and deform with low self-esteem. Boss Qin followed his father’s career. Strangely, he likes to have long hair as much as I do. Even if he doesn’t match his boss’s temperament, I still watch him always like the beautiful hair flying on that end. So do I. In the evening, I will always stand at the edge of the sunset, waiting for the last afterglow to fall on my hair. The wind will lift up a corner and pass by my ears. I like to hear that sound, soft and warm. Most of the time, I would walk along the country path with her. At that time, we raised a dog with yellow fur all over its fat body. I want to call it a hu. She said it was Xiao Bao, my Xiao Bao. I replied with a smile, yes, your little treasure. Later, Xiao Bao died in a snowy winter. When I got up that morning, the sun was very good, and the sun shone in front of my window. I saw a vast expanse outside in a daze, and the hills and houses all became Pingchuan. I excitedly called Xiaobao Xiaobao, I always like to share my happiness with Xiaobao, and of course there is sadness. I always walk into a Hu with words in the middle of the night and see that there is nowhere to go on the front wall, I will pat its head and ask it where should I go? Sometimes I cried when it was written. It was not for any reason. It was just a weak part of my heart that was excessively publicized, so my eyes turned red and my figure was vague when I looked at Xiao Bao. Xiao Bao didn’t respond to me, so he opened the door and saw Xiao Bao’s body sleeping in the snow. A yellow ear was exposed in the cold wind, just like in a dream, I called it several times without responding to me. I thought I would go over and pick it up. My legs were soft and tears covered my sight…… Later, she said that her love was far away, and I could not touch it. Since there was nothing to worry about, she left without care. The cold in winter has not dispersed yet. I saw the gas coming out of her, like the snow outside. Buried Xiaobao, buried love. Dinner was held in boss Qin’s villa. I like his window sill in Xiangyang, just like what I rented, I went to meet the first ray of sunshine in my dream in the morning, in rainy days, you can listen to the sound of water drops beating on the glass, just like a woman whispering. The Sound touching her heart goes deep into her soul and lingers for a long time without leaving. I stood side by side with him. The champagne I held was full of fragrance in our hands. We talked and laughed. He said, when his girlfriend came, we would have dinner together. A face of joy, just like we just went home with Xiao Bao. As I answered, I went to open the piano in the corner. I said, let me play a song. In This sunset, I can’t estimate this beautiful scenery. While he answered, he sat down and waited for his lover. The champagne in his hand was still in his hand, but he didn’t mean to put it down. The Ring Finger’s gold ring was sparkling and a little dazzling, I think he should be happy. When I close my eyes, my hands dance on the keyboard, just like a woman’s footsteps, light and silent, and the sound of nature is played. The soul can sublimate and the sad can stop, those who indulge can calm down and those who betray can forgive. I can see Xiao Bao wagging her tail to me, a look of begging, and her smiling like a flower. I think I have lost her for too long, just like I lost Xiao Bao, I have forgotten what I looked like at that time, and a smiling face or a sentence of silence becomes an eternal freeze. The song was not finished. I saw Qin leading his girlfriend to me. I looked up and saw it. A white dress came from the shoulder and fell silent. The hairpin on the top of my head stayed on it like two butterflies, closer, I smelled the fragrance of heart moving and the palpitations of panic. When Qin introduced to me that it was his girlfriend, my fingers even forgot to dance on the keyboard. When I stood up and held out my hand to her, I knocked over the champagne on the piano, the broken glass on the ground was torn apart, shining with cold light under the chandelier on the roof, which reminded me of the cold of that winter. Red champagne was like blood flowing out, seeping into the floor little by little, turned into a sad land under my feet. Qin introduced to me that her name was Xiao Bao and added: It is also my treasure. I didn’t speak and smiled at them, but I couldn’t see the keyboard clearly when I lowered my head. I was not sad, pressing my piano, the sound was still, the wind was still, and Xiao Bao still felt a little drunk when he came home at night, the door was opened stumbled and the window facing the east was open. I saw thousands of lights and heavy traffic on the street. There was no moon tonight, but it was still far away from winter, so don’t be afraid. Later, I recorded a paragraph in my book: that woman named Xiaobao hurt me most. 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…

Spring blossoms, I wait for you to come

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Luxury hope, in the place of thick ink, the cartoon is a meeting full of flowers, half a moon, a curtain of dreams, thousands of kinds of lovesickness, and so on. No matter how the years flow, it is a kind of feeling, pure and beautiful, fragrant and sweet. Wen/Hongchen smiled blossom in the field, and it was the season of smoky rain. He gently pushed away the spring color of the garden and welcomed the red peach blossoms and green willows in his eyes. Yu Yan cut the slant whisper, and the fragrance was a touch of love. Deep in the flowing light, the fragrance was shaking. Whose laughter blended the pulse of Heart Spring? Flowers bloom, the sound of dreams is full of Tang style and song rhyme, open the title page of memory, little by little, graceful and charming. It was also such a time that the willow-colored lake was like a Smoky Lake, and your tactful clean flute tendered my eyes. Meeting is the most beautiful fairy tale. Looking at each other with one eye and trembling with one heart, it reveals the most huamel movement of life. The days to accompany you to see flowers are the most beautiful time. Those lost lingering days play in Yi ‘an words. The light boat passes by, the clouds are rolling and the clouds are comfortable, the songs are walking in the waves, the Qin SE is the same, in the Peach Flower, the smile is like wine, between the eyebrows and eyes, the interaction is a joy of knowing each other. Since then, you have become the Prince in my fairy tale. I miss you every morning, like Xiaolu; At every dusk, I miss you, like a star. Light ink fragrance, cooking words into thought, even if you are at the end of the world, I am at the Cape, the gentle touch of fingertips emit is also scattered into the lines of poetry that I want to speak. Countless times, I put your figure into missing, hoping to have no colorful phoenix and wings, and have a little connection in my heart. I am eager to hold my son’s hand and complete with my son; Countless times, I hide your smiling face in my daydream, and recall that your heart is like the water of the Xijiang River. When there is no rest in the east day and night, shallow chant the moon is curtain, and the spring breeze is tender and gentle. When the flowers bloom, I know that my palm will melt a gentle pulse, engraved with the broken thoughts of the first meeting, no matter which one you smell lightly, it will be sweet. I always believe that meeting is a gift from heaven. Deep in the red dust, you are the most beautiful waiting for me in this life. At one glance, I have gone through thousands of years of my heart. In this life, I do not admire the glitz of the world, do not admire the beauty of fairyland, only want to drink wine in love, but read one person, this life has no regrets. Imagine, in this season of singing and dancing, my heart like Blue will pass through the spring dream and stop at your window, while your tender smile will be like peach blossom in March, full of my white arms, along the thread of missing, I will hold this happiness affectionately and use your name to interpret the end of the world. I am used to calling you with the lightest and softest voice, thinking that you are like the beginning, a star in my eyes, two or three lovesickness, a piece of Que, and a tree of affectionate memory, you are in my dream, I am gentle in your heart. Who said: the child who keeps silent is the most bitter gardener. In fact, in my heart, why fear of separation? Everywhere, I hold a plain pen, Zheng song at night, only waiting for you to come to cross me; On the shore of lovesickness, I read with my eyes, only waiting for you, turning the world into a close distance, round my dream of lovesickness. Luxury hope, in the place of thick ink, the cartoon is a meeting full of flowers, half a moon, a curtain of dreams, thousands of kinds of lovesickness, and so on. No matter how the years flow, it is a kind of feeling, pure and beautiful, fragrant and sweet. Dear, if you were by my side at this moment, would you kiss my thoughts lightly and make the call of this season a drunken night? However, I just want to record curtain pliable temperament with words and warm words. When the ends of the Earth are poor, there is only endless lovesickness. Dear, Spring is warm and flowers bloom. I am waiting for you to come! 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…

You and Me

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At this moment, you and I are indulging in the spirit of thick honey, silent for a long time, looking at each other for a long time; Along the way, many details of the past have been confused. In a long memory, you have me, I have you, you, you, and I can’t tell each other clearly; From the moment when the four eyes are intertwined, you flow in the riverbed of my life, depending on each other and have a long history. Before I saw you, I was sure that there was your shadow in my heart. At first your name was Chang’e, because at that time I learned from the elder’s story that she was the most beautiful woman in the world, later, I heard some bad legends about Chang’e One after another. I decided to change your name to fairy. However, as I learned more and more versions of myths and legends, I heard many love stories full of hardships among immortals, I couldn’t accept it in my heart. At this moment, I thought you should have a mortal name, so your name became Xi Shi, because your name was Xi Shi, I carefully studied Xi Shi’s past and was surprised to find that Xi Shi was just a political tool and a victim, which I didn’t want to see. What’s your name? This really made me feel so worried that when I saw you in my dream, I couldn’t call your name out of surprise and was surrounded by regret every time I woke up. One day, when I met the real you in the dim red dust, I realized that you are you, and any fairy beauty is not as beautiful as you flowing into my heart, making me calm, be steadfast and satisfied, so I no longer struggle with your name and associate the woman in my dream with you. In your days, when the autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves, I couldn’t see the sadness when my life ended. I didn’t feel cold when the snow was floating for thousands of miles, as if all the happiness in this world were all for me, so I greeted every ray of sunshine with a smile and calmly faced any disturbance in the world. Because of your existence, I found a feeling beyond the world. But detachment is limited. Every time I face you, there is one thing that I can’t detach from. That is to protect your mission, when flowers bloom, among the flowers, I protect you, let your stunning and wild bees and butterflies disappear; In the heat of summer, the dark green tree around you is me. I will do my best to shade you and protect you from the burning sun, dance the light spirit of the wind as you like. People say that if they love each other, they will remember every detail, but I only remember you. Details have no meaning to me, because the memory space is limited, what I can do is to describe every inch of space in my memory as you, and I didn’t do it deliberately, but the reality is, my brain is now a personal photo about you. Each picture is so flexible and indifferent. You are not in dispute with the world in the picture, but it is related to me. It is connected with interest and interest and flips with the page, the frown and the blink of an eye all touched the waves in my heart. During The smooth circulation, there were already amazing waves in my heart, with hundreds of turns and thousands of times. At this moment, you and I hug each other, and the Sycamore is still the same outside the window. It is just three times later that the rain is also sad, and this leaf and one sound of parting to you has nothing to do with me, you and I really exist in each other’s arm Bay, in each other’s blood, and even the breathing sound is full of each other’s breath; You and I, sleeping tonight, Wutong rain is still so persistent, it is like a song of soul injury, which makes the midnight wind come back and the heart is broken, but it has nothing to do with me. You are still so calm, clear and refined in your dream, there is only one dream between you and the one in my arm Bay. The difference is that one you have fallen asleep while the other you and I are loverly. 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…

In the dream, how much do you know when the flowers fall

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Standing alone at the intersection of thin wind passing by, Yan’s long hair can no longer float poetic tenderness. Perhaps, the sorrow of life is not that the world is separated, but that they can no longer look back when they understand and love each other. Inscription (text: Rain Dance Alone) [1] Yan Heyuan is from the same village, and their homes are less than half a mile away. From primary school to high school graduation, Yan Heyuan has always been a classmate, the source is the monitor, Yan is the deputy monitor, and their academic performance is almost divided. Most of the time, he and she will be tied for the first place. In Yan’s memory, the source was always white and clean. The appearance of Sven and the appearance of the source almost influenced Yan’s aesthetic concept of men in his life. Yan should be regarded as precocious. In the fifth grade, Yan suddenly found that he was deeply fond of the source. However, although Yan’s heart was dark and his heart was ups and downs, he treated the source as usual on the surface, so Source never saw Yan’s inner secret through. Yan and Yuan’s family are not far from the school. They walk the same country mud road when they go to school and after school. Starting from the fifth grade, Yan chose to walk behind the source no matter at school or after school. On rainy days, Yan will step on his feet in the footprints left by the source. On cloudy and sunny days, Yan will walk quietly behind the source. Whenever he finds the source turning back, yan quickly recovered his walking posture. On the way, Yan also likes to do another thing. Most of the time, she either fold a cion willow branch, or pull a grass, and then tear off willow leaf or grass leaves one by one, at the same time of tearing, Yan will silently chanting that Yuan likes Yan and yuan doesn’t like Yan. Each time, it must be the last leaf that means Yuan likes Yan Yan before he will give up. Otherwise, yan will definitely find a new willow branch or grass again. At that time, Yu Yan’s happiest time every day was to travel along the same way as the source. Even on rainy days, Yan’s heart was still bright. From the fifth grade to graduating from high school, there was a pure love song that went around in Yan’s heart and dream countless times. Now, Yan can’t remember many things that happened at that time, yan only remembered that the eyes of the source were clear and clear at that time, and the back of the source was like poetry and picturesque. At that time, the sky was always blue and blue. [2] in the showcase of the school bulletin board, Yan and Yuan’s names often side by side. At that time, Yan often lingered alone and stood in front of the showcase, staring at the names of himself and yuan stupidly, watching, watching, Yan, couldn’t help laughing secretly at the original college entrance examination when Yan’s parents wanted Yan to apply for the School of Finance, yan heard about yuan’s plan to be a doctor in the future from Yuan’s best friend Feng, So Yan did not hesitate to fill in Xi’an Medical University on the volunteer form. Finally, yan got the notice from Xi’an Medical University as expected, while Yuan entered Xi’an Financial College. Yan’s heart was once lost. Since then, Yan Heyuan rarely met. Because of shyness, every time Yan saw the source, he either made a detour or turned his head to one side, pretended not to see it, and then continued to walk his own way. Yan was puzzled that during the four years of college, even if he met the source on the road, the source never greeted himself. They seemed to have a tacit understanding and passed by silently every time, just after they walked in the opposite direction, when Yan intentionally turned back, nine out of ten sources were also looking back [3] maybe because Yan was pure and lovely, maybe because Yan Bingxue was smart, there are many boys chasing Yan in the university, but Yan NEVER gives anyone a chance, because Yan has only one person in his heart. In college, Yan did a lot of things from beginning to end. Only one thing Yan never wanted to delay was that Yan would write his heart words on a colored paper before going to bed every day, then carefully fold it into XINGX and store it in a transparent glass jar. At that time, Yan only looked forward to the opportunity to hand over a full can of XINGX to the source in the future. When Yan saw his classmates coming in and out in pairs, Yan would always hide quietly in a secret corner of the campus and drink a glass of spirits, making the whole loneliness drunk. Although many times Yan also feels lonely and lost, there is always a touch of empty mist in his deep eyes, but because Yan heard that yuan is always single, so Yan drew the red blossoms and green willows of Su Di on the plain paper and a boat in the smoke wave of the West Lake. In the world of mine alone, he stuck to the original heart and purity. [4] After graduating from college, Yan and yuan lived in their own work units at ordinary times. They only went home when they had a long vacation. Therefore, Yan and Yuan had fewer and fewer opportunities to meet. In fact, Yan never gave up waiting after work, but Yuan never said anything. After all, Yan’s parents were traditional rural people, so under the repeated urging of his parents, the 28-year-old Yan hastily made blind dates, made appointments, and married to a foreign land. About a year after Yan’s marriage, Yuan also became a home under the pressure of his parents. In the place where the wind was surging, Yan’s tenderness and dreams scattered all over the place. Yan and Yuan were not very happy after marriage. The days flow gently and slowly. When the scenery of yesterday was lonely and melancholy, Yan’s mood could not return to the day when Willow wind was light. From then on, Yan sealed all the memories and fantasies about the source, and no longer touched them easily, because Yan knew that all the past had been transformed into a wisp of clouds and gradually drifted away. In the following years, Yan still had a dream, but Yan had a sigh in his dream. [5] In the summer when Yan was 32 years old, Yan and Yuan met at the station, but Yan did not get close after seeing yuan, instead, I chose to stand quietly 30 meters away. The weather in summer changes as soon as it changes. Before, it was still hot and scorching. Suddenly, dark clouds rolled in the sky and the rain soon tilted down, and the bigger it went down. Yan had an umbrella, but the source didn’t bring it. There was nothing except the station sign on the station. Yan wanted to go over and hold an umbrella with the source at that time, but the woman’s reserve finally made Yan give up the idea, about five or six minutes later, the drenched Source flew to Yan’s front. Yan, let me borrow your umbrella to avoid the rain, OK? Well, Yan, answer softly. Under the umbrella, their faces turned red almost at the same time. Then, there was an awkward silence for two or three minutes. For the first time, Yan Heyuan was so close. At that moment, Yan smelled the breath she had been longing for deeply. Yan, are you okay? The source broke the silence. Well, it’s OK! In fact, I, I really want the source to stutter suddenly because of nervous talk. Source, what do you want to say? Yan looked at the source with a smile. Oh, Yan, actually I really want to ask you, why did you never respond when I told you I liked you? What are you talking about? When did you tell me that you like me? In senior two, didn’t you ask me to borrow a Dream of Red Mansions? Did you see a sticky note in the book? No! Because I also have a book called “A Dream of Red Mansions”, I almost didn’t flip it after borrowing it. Then why did you borrow books? Source, a face of confusion. At that time, I was because of what? Because I like you and the poem you wrote on the cover of the book, I asked you to borrow it. Later I lied to you that I lost it accidentally. In fact, I wanted to leave the book. Maybe it’s God’s will! Yan, you don’t know how disappointed I was when I first met you. I thought you had no feelings for me. Alas! Yan sighed deeply in his heart. Yan, the car is coming soon. Can you take another bus in an hour? I still have a lot to say to you! Well, Hao Yan nodded. Yan, do you know? Once I liked you, I did many stupid things for you: countless times, I stood in the open field and shouted to the sky: Yan, I like you!; Countless times, I wrote down on Reed leaves with ballpoint pen that I like Yan! Then, I folded the Reed into a boat and let it drift in the river. At that time, I always imagined that you could gently salvage my exiled boat. Countless times, I once ordered Songs For You Karay Toy Machine my university campus. Although I clearly knew you couldn’t hear them, I still insisted. At the beginning, I intended to study medicine. Later, I changed my mind because I heard that you were going to apply for the finance college. But what you finally applied for was Medical University. Alas! Maybe it’s God’s will! This life is doomed that you and I will miss listening to the source quietly. Yan’s heart is getting tighter and tighter, and the pain is really God’s will! Once, I also did many, many stupid things for you. Unfortunately, you, the most important thing in my life, knew nothing about it at that time. Source, we can’t go back any more. The distance of this step is far away now. [6] When leaving, the source gazed at Yan’s eyes with tears and whispered: Yan, can you give me a deep hug? What a late hug! Yan’s tears slipped silently. The car Yan was going to take came. Yuan helped Yan get on the bus. Just when the car was closed, Yuan jumped off the car quickly. Yan saw the source standing in the rain, and his hands were in the shape of heart. Then, Yan heard the voice of the source: Yan, take care of yourself! At that moment, Yan finally deeply understood: in the world, there is a kind of heartache called helplessness and a kind of distance called Forever. Looking back, Yan’s eyes are already blurred. 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…

If there is an afterlife, don’t make me a touch of gentle colorful clouds.

2021-09-01
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I stood beside the small stone and looked at the scenery. Others said that one flower and One World, One wood and one glory, so I took a flower, put it on my chest, hid it in my arms, and lived with this life and looked like dust. In fact, I am look at you, a red coat, reflected in purple brilliant, no matter how gorgeous, I can recognize you, is a Chinese rose Open Heart, from a distance, gently collect. I stand in the place where you must pass, just like those lovers, silently and quietly looking at each other. The wind blew in bursts. My swinging skirt was the message of your direction. I knew that you came. At that moment, all the natural colors were lost. I said to you, meet each other in this life, stay together in this world. Your face of disdain is like a bird passing by the sky, singing away. I stood in the same place, like a tree, standing up into a spoony scenery, watching your shawl disappear little by little at the end of the way away, leaving the Horizon gently like Sunset Glow, we have more misunderstandings, it is all due to the common rules, trapped in it and cannot be pulled out. On that day, night came and snow came. I stood beside the small stone and disappeared the scenery. The birds belonged to each other and were silent. I heard the sigh of white snow falling on me, the Earth is full of their shadows, far and deep, I think the moon is round, I love star Yao, I think, I am can never wait for your shadow to come back. If the snow hasn’t stopped when the sun rises tomorrow, then I am a Lei Shi in the garden. The appearance is hard and my heart is fragile, while the deep roots are gurgling with accumulated snow, then it becomes first-class and goes towards the direction of love. Even if it dries up on the road, even if it volatilizes the glory of a lifetime, it will be like going there. The soul in the heart has love to be a guide, thousands of miles are never tired of happiness. Some people say that I will be depressed, but I don’t know that I am not the original me. Since I have been fried with lovesickness, I have made medicine, baked and baked, stewed and stewed, I always want to make that kind of healing spirit pill, but I always hurt myself when drinking. Later, when a person passed through my increasingly deserted gate garden, he told me that if it was just a lovesickness, he just added a word in front of it. How did he get it? If he kept thinking, what is the difference between a passive life and a soulless meat? It is better to leave. Therefore, I was sad again, not for the memory that I forgot day by day, but for the unforgettable red clouds, I had long known the rainbow that I could not follow, why should I be the meteor passing by at that moment? Even though it crossed the gorgeous tail, it was the Enlightenment that lit up your departure when I left. If there is an afterlife, don’t give me a look, a smile, a gentle Red Cloud. 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…

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