If you want to worry about it, you can use a unique oblique diaphragm.

Holding a piece of delicate quicksand, according to the gentle summer snow, the quicksand between the fingers slowly slides over, the warmth is still cold, and the summer snow in front of you is gradually melting. When does this water take off and when does this hate have. This hatred is not enough, this water has gone forever. Xiaoxuan window, dressing, warm wind, cold wind late. Even if the encounter should not be known, only read the broken intestines every year, half edge of the road and half edge of the King. Half asleep, half true, half false, trance, speechless, erratic. Judge the person who dreams for Yi, and draw pictures long to the night to call true. Simple hands clear heart, pick the strings only for the king, but sit to promote the strings to turn quickly, song from the heart, heart thinking: do not live up to lovesickness. The silver screen is broken, the iron ride stands out, a bullet finger is muddy and speechless, looking at each other two times, dripping banana heart is broken, and the sound reminds me of the original. Time flies, change of the seasons, how can Najing curtain be sad and white? The Moon of Tong Yin is already West, and the day of Lantian is warm, Zhuang Sheng has a small dream, but he has no choice but to be sad. Cold and clear, miserable and miserable, Qi Qi and Qi, the wind in the West is ringing, no one is worried to sleep, and tears flow first. After the farewell, I recalled meeting each other. Since ancient times, I have been amorous and injured, separated, independent and self-supporting, cold-permeable Golden wisp shoes, half-standing sun, and night rain and night sickness. How can the beautiful scenery of nailiangchen be empty? There are thousands of knots in the heart, and love breaks the intestines. Every tear flows in the eyes. At that time, the red crisp hand, the palace wall Willow, cardamom stood, an inch of lovesickness, a pair of unworthy people. The swallow flies away, and the human figure is single. Now I am far away, and I am missing my heart. Suddenly, it happened that when I first met, I was so confused that it was a dream to meet each other. However, however, there are thousands of amorous feelings, ten thousand kinds of desolation, and at first glance, the taste of separation. Who and send? A thousand miles of love. There are tears in the beads, Jade smoke, and thin love turn is sentimental and tired. How can you be ruthless and negative if you are passionate. Recalling this feeling, at that time, I realized it at that time and now it is ruined. What is thin love? What is amorous? It is not only the red dust that children disturb themselves and deceive others. Qingniao was very diligent, so he went to Pengshan and fell in love with his concubine. The concubine was like a rock, and there was no transfer in this life. No one has sorrow marks, a song of heaven is bright, a song of soft intestines is broken, vomiting, hoarse, mockery, sorrow and hatred are born. This hatred is continuous, but tears are silent, and tears are red and transparent. The bitter string can be said, the night passes, and the beginning knows the deep memory. Although Shanmeng is here, it is difficult to support Jinshu. More infatuated children, no words. A kind of lovesickness, two leisure worries, Mo Dao does not eliminate the soul, the soul becomes countless, and the wind clears. Xiaofeng crescent moon, the most pitiful day last month, it was like a ring one night, and Xixi became a fan. The full moon is a painting, and the lack of the Moon is a poem. It is more soul-catching. In the old days, I frowned, but in my heart. Wutong deep courtyard, the first floor, always tears away from people. Dark damage to Shaohua, white blink, Shaohua does not stay for teenagers. The sky is not old, and love is hard. I am afraid that people will ask, the silver silk in the temples, the silk is deeply read, and the sorrow is causing a thousand chaos. Awakening, a thick cold place, a wisp of tea smoke through the blue yarn. Xiang Yujue Mengyao, soul dream and Juntong, still afraid to meet is a dream. In this way, these decades are Nanke. People were Haggard and did not regret at last, only saying that it was ordinary at that time. Why don’t you get drunk when you get drunk? I am afraid that when I wake up from alcohol, I will break my intestines. When I look back, I will steal tears and lose weight. Who knows? Thousands of miles of smoke, a few soft green and smoke, the Twilight is heavy, the wind is curly, and the water is soaked in Sky. There is a long sky of youth and the waves of water. Share a day, step on one side, and then feel that it is enough. Lovesickness begins to feel that the sea is not deep, Sauvignon Blanc and Mister Buddwing. If you don’t miss each other in your life, you will miss each other, which will hurt lovesickness. Sijun chanjun panjun, one-inch lovesickness, may I be like a star like a moon, and the night is bright and clear. If you cannot see it until you die, you are thinking about the fate of life. After all, lovesickness is not like meeting each other. 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…

Tears rain into tears, cinnabar point Blood

In that life, you were Bodhi, I was the red dust, and the bright moon came out of the sky just for your smile; In this life, you were the Emperor, and I broke my love and smoke Lane, tears became the rain, and cinnabar was dyed JS. Inscription: broken cliff, tears streaming down, the peach blossom is lonely and prosperous; The fingertip flies to the strings, and the rock stole the stone. The fall of the land was charming, and the painting fan was charming. After the curtain ended, only the shadow was infatuated. Bright mirror point sand, plain brocade green silk, traditional stringed and woodwind instrument hoarse; Green sound, less Wuling the male phoenix pursui thought. Hua Yi was in a mess of eyes, and the veil was dropped casually. He sighed downstairs and turned red on his cheeks. Holding the piano and leaning against the window, the wind danced to his forehead and lost flowing color, and the time passed. Nine-weight pagoda, King of the world. Without the elegance of winning snow in white clothes, without the flowers buried in front of the court, the moonlight was full, and Zhaoyi was lying on the dragon bed. The sandalwood was not destroyed, and how many fragrant Zhu gauze were buried. Can you recall, the first encounter on the edge of fresh water, a glimpse of a distant world; Can you recall, after Lin gaoxiao folded branches, peach rain flying and messy mood; Can you recall, under the desert moon, afterglow to shadow, the gallop of the horse raced through the stars; Could you recall that the arrow flying before the war hit your chest, broke into the furrow, picked the snow lotus on the other shore, just to save you; Could you recall that at the beginning of the red makeup, long married Nanqi, just want to help you unify your neighbors; Can you remember, remember. Lost too much, just once? On that day, you said, when the world is stable, you will accompany me to see the long flow of water. However, the peach blossoms are blooming all over the ground, and they are still alone. Quit the broken cliff, broken love Smoke Lane. I have beheaded my past life, and my thoughts in this life should be all over the world, and my unique world should be amazed by the world. Simple hand stroking, Willow waist and song. Forget the sadness of tea, forget the noisy peach sword rain, forget the oath of dissipating the wind, and forget the lingering under the red tent. In this world, I am only for myself. Buried himself on the edge of the fresh water I first met, the world only knew that the Queen of Southern Qi in the former dynasty was on his way to Beijing, and Xiang Xiaoxiao was damaged. Peach blossoms fell all over the ground in front of the tomb of North hope. Touch cinnabar and indulge in drunkenness. The world fell in love with her enchanting smile. The mandalas still opened in the night caught the soul. She became an incomparable woman, graceful dancing, and green dancing around the beam. I thought that I lost myself in this way and gave up the red dust in the fog. But I was wrong. The bright moon is bright, and tears are raining; The scroll is stranded, which is hard to describe; The snow hairpin is cold for painted screen. The lonely lamp had no sleep. After all, it turned white and blue silk in front of the temples, which made it extremely sad and beautiful. I can’t do it, I can’t completely abandon the front dust, just because my complex is too deep, too stupid, too let people shed tears. Leave alone again and come to the edge of fresh water. In front of the tomb of northward, there stood a man in white and snow, touching the name on the tombstone, drawing horizontally, deep and shallow. The yearning of staring, the pain of sorrow, feel you. Still folded a peach blossom and handed it to her hand, but there was no response from the coincidence smile of the day. When the moon is hanging in the treetops, you still stand there, imitating the shock when you first met. Tears whirled, hiding behind the peach tree for a long time. The cinnabar between the eyebrows is dark and enchanting. Turn around and leave. Maybe, broken cliff is my last destination. Tears rain into tears, no complaints; Cinnabar point blood, no regrets. If there is a next life, I just want to be your green light and wait and see from a distance; If there is a next life, please stop your eyes, just because I have missed your two lives, don’t want to miss 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…

It’s your body and my soul who cheated

I bought fruit and didn’t wake up yet. After I put it down, I hurried to take the subway to work again. I just looked back at her when I turned around the gate, A ray of sunshine shone on her pale face and then turned away. She was on a business trip for several months. I also prepared dinner, including sweet and sour spare ribs she liked and shredded pork with garlic sauce. The doctor told me that she was fine. After a few months of rest, she would recover completely. The head of the person who was in the same car with her hit a car-door glass, and her skull cracked to rescue the suburb, I also know that they encountered heavy trucks rolling in another direction when they were over red and green. They are colleagues, and they drive the company’s car on business together. At five o’clock after work, the winter sunset wanted to leave between the floors of the city. I smoked cigarettes in the office and watched them circling around my space at eight o’clock, I went to the hospital with a lunch box. I went home in the middle. The house was quiet and suffocated. I poured sweet and sour spare ribs into the bathroom. She woke up and cried all the time. I helped her with a tissue, after ten years of marriage, it is the same beauty even in crying. A month later, I was discharged from hospital. I picked her up in the car that day. It was a cloudy day. It looked like four or five degrees below zero. The exhaled gas was a mass of white. She picked up the instrument, go and see him. The photo on the monument is very handsome. If it weren’t for the accident, it would be a promising person. From a distance, she stood in front of him, the dead leaves rolled by the wind flew up and down at her feet, like a lonely soul dancing in the mortal world. After half a month, we went through the divorce formalities and I am a program engineer, it was easy to continue the red light for a few seconds. I entered the city public camera system and watched their gentle kisses and warm hugs in the car. I thought the story could be saved, in this winter, it was tightly frozen in the memories of the past. Zan (prose editor: Yue ran) 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…

Fall on your pillow with a touch of missing (Issue 3 of the selected journal of writers)

Yelan, sleepless. A cup of green tea curled up together, a heart light lit up, a tender feeling was swaying, and a lovesickness was thick and endless. Think quietly about the past years, tap the keyboard quietly, and write a gentle and gentle inscription. Who said that, in the hustle and bustle, keep a quiet heart and love each other for the first time. There are always too many tests and hardships in life. If you walk through Sangtian, you may become strong and brave. However, in this self-described Story, dear, you and I are the main characters in the play. At this time, if I can smell the smell on you, I will fall asleep peacefully, but now, I can only miss you in this cold night and bless you silently. Only, in my own way, record the world of my inner feelings at this time. What’s wrong, drunk. In the end, women are full of affection and soft like water. What kind of style and affection are all kinds of Yingge and swallow dancing, which are drunk and shaking down all over the ground. At night, the cold overflows all over the floor, the light Moonlight flows through the windows, and the pillow is clear and clear. In the nest we love, without your breath, it seems empty and deserted. When I think of those tight hugs, I am so sentimentally attached. You gently kiss my forehead and tell the gentle whispers when you leave; When I recall the lingering warmth of love on my lips, my heart is like a flood of tide. I often hold fragrant tea quietly standing the west window and look up at the starry sky, and I am crazy about recalling our happy time together. That kind of happiness arises spontaneously; I think, you gently pull up my hand and walk in the snowflake flying, your deep kiss and this unforgettable season; Thinking of it, the romance and love we walked in the drizzle showed like a film, with endless tiredness and brilliance all over the ground. Thinking about it, the tears are blooming and beautiful, the eyelashes are flashing with colorful, and the tears of happiness are full of eyes, which seems to return to those romantic and romantic memories. You said, I am girl you will never grow up, as long as I am willing, you will give me endless care and true love, dear, how much I want to be with you in this life, even if the food is cold, as long as there is love in the heart, it will never leave. Recalling the past, how many falling red flying flowers roamed in the soul of life, how many tears turned into lovesickness rain, falling into my heart. I stretched out my arms, passed through the hazy smoky rain, touched the memory deep in the red dust, embraced the Phantom deposited under the flowers, and wandered in the smoky rain and red dust, it turns into a little cinnabar red between eyebrows. Those wind, flower, snow and Moon, those lingering silhouette, have always been in the heart, like a dream, like a fantasy, is also true. The Wind Rises, the flowers fall, and a piece comes casually, looking for some old gentleness, flowing gently, smooth like jade, 1.1 points, sliding to the bottom of my heart, the softest corner was drunk. Dear, at this time, miss you. Miss you, in the warm sunshine of every afternoon; Miss you, under every neon light with dim lights; Care about you, in every morning rising and falling time; Used to it, pick you up gently every night without others, and don’t want to put it down for a long time; I am used to listening to your heart in every silence, telling I miss you and joy. Count your face carefully, decorate your smile, your heart is a pen, your dream is a note, and it turns into a lovesickness to give you the night of thinking you sleepless and tender heart. Dear, how much attention, how much tenderness, how much lovesickness, just for you. With a touch of missing falling on your pillow, a curtain of heart and dream swaying, hearing your call in the dream, sentence, sound, telling the land old and the sky, a little silk, a wisp, calling the ground for a long time and the sky for a long time 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…

Smoke

36 today, someone told me that I am her bosom friend. I just remembered that you sat behind me in that classroom that year, and told me with a smile in such a late night and in such a silent environment, I am your bosom friend. I dare not think about the dry seas and the broken rocks, but in the past three years, when everything in this world has not changed too much, I am already nothing in your heart. You can knead it at will, discard it at will, and play with it at will. You can even ignore me. It is no longer a pledge of eternal love, and there is no love, only regret and scolding. When every YILI of dust around me leaves me, my position in your heart is getting lower and lower. Your mouth will not talk about me any more, your eyes will not look at me any more, your mind will not think about me any more, your heart will no longer need me, when all this happens, you can let me go. Just, won’t I talk about you, look at you, think about you, need you? Once, I am all of you, you can do anything for me; Now, he is all of you, but I can do anything for you. I am not a confidant. I just happened to say a few words to make the other person appreciate. Confidant or something, unless I am carried away, this is absolutely unacceptable. However, I believed it at that time. I thought you wouldn’t lie to me, I am bosom friend, I am your bosom friend, I am the person you can’t lose. As a result, I became a joke, a joke that even I would laugh when I remembered it. I don’t know whether I am a bosom friend or not, but I know that the only thing that can test everything in this world is time. Therefore, please let time flow away and let it wash. I don’t care if I am another person’s confidant. What I care about is whether my love for you is true. I firmly believe that time can tell me the answer, and perhaps I don’t care about that answer either. Dear, I am confused, you are still the same. 37 unconsciously found that it was my inexplicable happiness to think of you in quiet time. I don’t know why an idea suddenly appeared in my head. You will call me in the next second, just like in the past, I can’t bear not to communicate with me and talk with me. I was actually thinking about how I would answer when you called me. I may ask first: Are you Han, little, or my girlfriend? If it is Han, I think I will hang up; It is Xiao, I will greet you with a smile, it is my girlfriend, I can’t wait to tell you, I really have been waiting for you, I miss you, I really, really miss you. I am passionate again, happy, happy, and with him, where will you think of me again and need me? In your world full of sunshine, where can you take care of my lingering life in my dark and humid corner? I always thought this was a nightmare that would wake up. After so long, I slapped myself countless times, but I still felt so, even though I had already been black and blue all over. Looking forward to, awakening, open your eyes and see you again the first time. Dear, you are my love. The love that is only once in a lifetime is not for forever, but for love with a clear conscience. It turned out that I didn’t know until today that the three years with you were a dream, a dream that I would never want to wake up. Dream, you, reality, but only me. 38 episodes? What does this mean? Looking at your nickname, I am thinking over and over again. It’s not difficult again, is it? Isn’t it hurt again? That man hurt you, didn’t he? I think, worried, scared, but unable to do anything beneficial for you. I have been thinking hard for a long time, but I still can’t sleep and can’t put you down. I will ask Xin to call you tomorrow and hope she can help you. Dear, I don’t know if she can do anything for you. I just hope my intuition is right. You need the help of a person and a good friend. If it is the original, I am the best person to comfort you, although I am not how to comfort people. I will make you laugh, or make you cry. If you have cried and laughed, you will put down the distress in your heart and turn back to the woman I would like to hold but not put down forever. You said that the wedding day would be Princess hug, and I silently promised you. The dream I had was to make you the most beautiful bride in the world, and I became the happiest groom, holding you until the ends of the Earth. I have to tell you a news that disappointed you. My level 4 has not been there. In fact, I have known this result for a long time. When thinking about the exam, apart from you or you in my mind, how could I feel about what kind of ghost English to take. However, I haven’t had the exam. I don’t care. There are still plenty of opportunities. I also fully believe in myself. But will you come back if you leave? Why am I confident to face you? I told myself that I would go to your school one day, leave behind the past love and resentment, and simply walk with pure emotion. I want to know, in the years after you left me, what kind of environment you live in, I want to guess what your life looks like with my imagination. In the play, I am the person you least give up; Outside the play, you are the person I expect most. 39 recently, the enthusiasm for writing this thing has declined a little. Sometimes I want to write but I don’t want to do it. Feel that pain is greater than happiness. It is not that there is no theme to write, although it has been almost half a year, but for me, everything in those three years happened just now. I remember it clearly. Why not write it? I am afraid that I can’t write well. What I spoil is my memory and my love for you. I wanted to write something else, such as a paper, but it turned out that I am had no intention to write anything else before finishing this thing. You are my only and all, and you occupy my little heart. This chapter is just a transition. I have to think about how to write and how to live. The three most important fragments I can think of are Phoenix, Yunnan and breakup. Consider that there are many others that need to be inserted. I have always been confident, and suddenly I feel that it is quite stressful to write completely, not to mention whether I can write better. It is stressful to write this. I am always thinking about whether it is worth it. What complaints are there for the three years that have passed away and been precious to me? However, you are not you, is it still worth it? While thinking about the answer, I thought about the past and wrote a story. Just ask for a little change in my world after finishing the last stroke. You can forget me, you can slander me, you can choose him, you can flatter him, but please don’t insult my most precious three years of youth, those three years have yours, happy, my years. Yesterday, I asked Xin to call you to ask about your recent situation. When I knew that nothing happened to you, I was very happy, so happy that I smiled foolishly. My worries are unnecessary. You don’t need my worries. Your heart is no longer open for me. I am the redundant person, so I am not even qualified to call you personally. Dear, you must be good. This is what I pray every day. All I can do is recall. Besides, I can do nothing. 40 there is a very profound thing in my impression: When we crossed the park at the gate of the school together, beside the artificial lake, a man dressed like a monk came towards us. While talking a lot, he put two strings of beads in our hands respectively. Of course, then he made an excuse to pay. What he said is not clearly remembered. It is nothing more than the donor asking for charity. I took out 10 yuan to give it to him without hesitation, and he left quickly with the money. After that, you blamed me, obviously a liar. Why did you give him money? I smiled without saying a word, but looked down at you. In fact, I knew why in my heart. A year later, I went to Huaihua, and I remember that similar things happened in Huaihua. It was not long after I arrived at my destination. It was a night when I walked on the main road with you, and you took me to find delicious food to eat. At a turning point, we met a father and daughter. Father and daughter came along like us and said a lot. Of course, to sum up, they were nothing more than hungry. Let’s help. I didn’t say much. I remembered that I didn’t have any change at that time, so I had to buy two bottles of water for them in the nearby store. Yes, I was cheated again. After my father and daughter left, you still scolded me, saying why can’t I distinguish the true from the false? Are you willing to fall for it? My answer, I can tell you now. I don’t care whether they are true or not, nor whether they really need help. All I care about is the time with you. I hope I can do as much as possible, as far as possible not to be disturbed, as far as possible without regret, in short, that is, as perfect as possible. I am afraid that if they are really true and we are not helpful, then there is not a layer of regret between us? Now think about it, that string of Buddha beads is still collected by me, but you have already left me. It is true or false, but it is true or false. Where can I distinguish it? 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…

Why not be crazy about love

That night, I listened to the fansong for a whole night, not for enlightenment, but for a trace of your breath. In that month, I turned all the meridians, not to transgress, but to touch your fingertips. That year, I clenched my head and embraced the dust, not for Buddha, but for your warmth. In that life, I searched through ten thousand mountains, not to build the afterlife, but to meet you on the road. At that moment, I rose to an immortal, not for longevity, but for blessing you, peace and joy. Cangyang jiatuo read such brilliant and beautiful love poems. I think people who are hard-hearted will cry and recite them again and again. Cangyangjiatuo, the sixth Dalai Lama of Tibet, was supposed to be a monk who was dignified and heavily bound by taboos and commandments. However, he had a deep feeling and wrote 66 love poems in his life, however, this song “that day and that day of the year” is even more tearful and touching. The author’s style of writing is superb, and he used the clever increase and decrease of time to express his deep thoughts and true feelings for her. For her sake, she would rather abandon her faith and forget the infatuation of all authors! As the saying goes: Which young man is not good at love, and which one is not good at Love subdebutante? In fact, everyone will experience the hazy emotion when they first fall in love, and will have the situation of forgetting to sleep and eat for love. Indeed, love is the most beautiful and pure feeling in the world. Only because of love can life become more wonderful! Life will become more meaningful! If there is no love, Heaven and Earth will become dull, and people will live like Walking Dead! No matter whether love comes true or not, whether it will blossom and bear fruit, as long as it has been deeply Aquacome, this life is enough! It is perfect for two people to be able to hold their hands and grow old with their son, but sometimes it is difficult for a lover to be married. However, it is just the feeling that cannot be achieved, which is the most regretful and shocking. Integrity is a kind of beauty, and defect is also a kind of beauty. As long as the love is deep, the nature is strong! Love a person deeply, fall in love with Yi, sleep at night for Yi, and eliminate people from Yi. Love is so sacred, so sweet, so bitter, and so tortured! But for the sake of love, as a common man of all living beings, sometimes he is willing to give up everything, just to meet the person he has always thought about. Everything has love. But the true feelings revealed naturally are the most touching, innocent and precious feelings. How happy and precious it is to be a sentimental person and a frank person. But how warm and noble it is to miss a person for love and look forward to weaving the future. Cangyangjiatuo only lived 25 years old, but cangyangjiatuo lived in love every day in his life. His short life was so rich and magnificent that he lived a longer life and healthy life than all the people in the world who had little love and righteousness. The love poem he wrote opened a door of love for us imams, activated our numb nerves and awakened the love that we have been missing for a long time. If there is an afterlife, if time can come again, if I can love again, I think, I will love someone wholeheartedly, pay for her, be happy for her, suffer for her, cry for her forever sometimes, why not be crazy for love! 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…

Forget to leave and cry

Forget whether to leave first or cry first. Many things we thought we would never forget are forgotten by us in the days we never forget. I know I am not a very good recorder, but I like to look back on my way than anyone else. I keep looking back and standing. However, I am still rushing forward vigorously under the time. In this sad and bright years, I beat horses from my thin youth, passing through Viola, kapok, and passing through the sadness and happiness and impermanence that are hidden from time to time. If God wants to destroy a person, he must first make him crazy. But I have been crazy for so long, why didn’t God destroy me. Lonely people always remember everyone in his life attentively, so I always think of my loneliness over and over again every night when stars fall. Whenever I look at the sky, I don’t like to talk any more. Whenever I talk, I dare not look at the sky any more. Once a smile appeared in my life, but it disappeared like fog in the end, and that smile became a swift river deeply buried in my heart, unable to swim across, the voice of the river, it became my every night and everyday Song of Despair. The noise and brightness of the world, the worldly happiness and happiness, like a clear stream, in the wind, in front of my eyes, Miluo passed by, and the warmth poured out like a spring. The wind blows like a flower, and it shakes and shakes, becoming the most beautiful ornament in my destiny, watching the sky, the snow, and the deep shadow of the season. A person always takes a strange road, watching strange scenery and listening to strange songs. Then at some casual moment, you will find that the things you tried hard to forget are really forgotten. Hide in a certain time, miss the palm print of a period of time; Hide in a certain place, Miss standing on the road and standing on the road, let me worry about some things, forget it, everyone is a king, in his own world, he is domineering and does not listen to anyone. I forgot the year, the month, the day, on which Wall I carved a face, a smile, looking at my face sadly, staying in the place of time, in fact, it has already been swept away silently by the flood. Some people will always be engraved in their memory. Even if they forget his voice, his smile and his face, the feeling when they think of him, it will never change. Those who used to say STAY WITH YOU FOREVER have already been scattered all over the world. One day I will walk away silently without any noise. I missed a lot and will not come back if I missed it. It turned out that the children who got along with words were always unhappy. Their happiness was like a playful child, wandering to the end of the world, but they still refused to come back. The space formed by singing allows time to come and go freely, so the appearance of the people still protected has not changed and a huge hate has not ended. Not every effort will gain something, but every harvest must work hard, which is an unfair and irreversible proposition. When you really love something, you will find how fragile and powerless the language is. There is always a gap between words and feelings. Forgetting is our unchangeable destiny. Everything is like a drawing without alignment. Everything in the past cannot be returned to the past, thus slowly extending the 1.1-point mistake. Maybe we should really forget the staggered things. What is happiness? Is to hide your sadness and smile to everyone. People can never see the broken mirror flower water moon, but the cloud in the world is like a thousand years drunk. Memory is like the water lying in the palm of your hand. No matter you spread it out or hold it tightly, it will still flow clean drop by drop from your fingers. Who is the passer-by in his life, who is the wheel of his life, the dust of previous life, the wind of this world, and the endless sad soul. I turned back to look at my own path of growth, watching day by day. I stood on the side of the road and saw countless people walking by me with their hands in my pocket. Occasionally someone stopped to smile at me, can Ruo peach blossom. I know that these people who stay will eventually become the warmth of my life. When I see them, I will think of them. There is no legend of grass growing and flying in this city. It always lives in reality, with fast drums, hurried figures, numb eyes and false smiles, while I am being assimilated. One day I will be beyond recognition. Time has not taught me anything, but it has taught me not to believe myths easily. The wind blew through the air. Another year has passed. And the next year will be like this. I don’t know whether there is depression hidden behind the stable, or whether there is stability in the Depression. It’s just that we can’t find it. Leave, make things simple, people become kind, like a child, a new beginning. If a beast is injured, it can run to a cave to hide by itself, then lick the wound by itself and insist on it by itself. However, once it is cold and warm, it can’t stand it. The wound, like me, is a stubborn child, unwilling to heal, because the heart is a warm and humid place, suitable for anything to grow. I don’t like to talk. I will suddenly be silent among a large group of friends. I feel sad when I see a similar figure in the crowd. I forget to talk when I see trees falling leaves crazily in autumn, seeing the warm yellow lights on the road gradually late, I forgot my original direction. Youth was a bright sadness. I didn’t cry, but tears came down, in my heart 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 am gently floating a wisp of wind in your heart

Between the vast clouds and water, whose voice traditional stringed and woodwind instrument ears, beat down my sadness and make the ground slightly blue? Looking back on the river embankment that had been accompanied by him, it was already filled with white fog. Today, I only heard the wailing of lonely Hong. I know that from then on, there will be a kind of sad beauty in my world, that is, I will keep memories in my loneliness. Although your ticket has not expired, however, my Lanzhou has been disconnected and left. When you come like the wind, but I can only Wade away. I once thought that we could walk along with flowers and birds together, singing and poetry, laughing all the way. I never thought that all the past and memories between us had condensed into blurred smoky rain. How can we never go back with the distance of turning around? Dear, in this life, if there is a song between us, I think it should be a minor song. If there is a love between us, I think it should be lovelorn. Is my 3,000 blue silk touching your heartstrings? Is the Love flower blooming on my pen Misty your eyes? Dear, why do you clearly know that you may get hurt, but you can’t help weaving a net quietly in the softest place in your heart, and your heart will eventually have thousands of knots? In the winter of that year, I approached you inadvertently. I never thought that what was hidden under your serious and cold appearance was a yarakai Heart Like Mine. Through your deep eyes and spiritual words, I deciphered and realized your inner world. Oh, that world is strange and beautiful I am. I think at that time, you spread your love with poems and I memory with words. We are like two butterflies, dancing in the vast network world. You take snowflakes as your note, and I write down the words and sentences of friendship with Feihong. In this way, we can exchange the Bluebirds of season after season. Words are both antidote and poison. Words can really drive people’s hearts! If it is not, dear, how can you secretly love me, which makes me unexpected? When you tell me that you want to dance with me in this life, I can only tell you that I can’t! Because, you and I met too late, dear, forgive me for not being red dress for you in this life and come to you for a Children of the century romantic meeting. In the future, you can only choose to stop your love for me on the boat of time, drifting away during your term of office; And I can only choose to place my thousands of thoughts about you in the stream and drift with it, go away. When you fell with a deep kiss, I deliberately chose to dodge, because I couldn’t let the kiss fall in the place where it couldn’t fall. I said: I am gently flies across the empty wind in your heart. I have no time to pick the red beans you planted in this life. You said: who said that the wind has no trace? If it is true that the wind has passed without trace, then why did your breeze cool my face and my heart? In the afternoon, I walked into the space I am familiar with again and picked up the maple leaves you left gently. Oh, why are all my smiling faces engraved on it? Suddenly, I found that this space was full of loneliness. What I heard was no longer melodious music. Every note flowing in my ear made my heart sink constantly, sink and hold your palm carelessly until Silk pain occurs. I don’t know when, there is a feeling of astringency in the corners of my mouth. I will hide my face and escape. If I don’t leave again, I think I will suffocate. I understand that you want to block your enthusiasm and slowly forget me. However, dear, how can you turn your promise into a drifting dream, let the dream break in which rain tower in Jiangnan? I have never told you, in fact, I care about you very much! Maybe I will never find your old appearance in the future, but I will never forget you, because you are a deep mark in my heart. Even if time grows old, I still care about you. Even though I can forget a city I once passed, I will never forget someone in a corner of that city, and I will never forget someone’s dimples, and the black mole on the back of his left hand. Fingertips, groaning painfully on the keyboard, when I wrote again, I couldn’t find the mood of the old ink. Who makes my sadness so enchanting? If the line is broken, then things are still there and people are no longer. From then on, they are close at hand, but far away from the end of the world. Dear, I really want to ask you, when I stroked the string, did you understand my implication? When you read my words quietly, have you ever understood my meaning? In fact, you haven’t fully understood me, you don’t understand my mind like Lotus. Maybe, you won’t know what I have told the spray silently; Maybe, you won’t know what I have whispered to snowflake quietly; Maybe, you don’t know what I once whispered to Feihong. If you can understand my silence, you can understand my heart. The joy of the past has been stranded in the place where hung turned. Perhaps, you are just a reflection in my memory. Unless I can walk backwards, I will never be able to straighten you up. Today, I stand in the corner of the years and drink together loneliness. I don’t know, really don’t know, there is still a cycle that can make you a flower season that will never fade. I clenched a bunch of pure moonlight and wrote a poem without dust for you at last. Then, in the gesture of a flower, I waited silently and hoped for the blooming of a snowflake. Dear, I know, in fact, you haven’t really gone far, but I dare not call. I can only choose to turn around before tears fall, like the wind, gently, gently, leaving 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…

I once met you in the deepest red dust, the third generation [three]]

Wind, wandering in this silent city. The night was so desolate that I seemed to be gently scraped by a knife, sliding across my heart with a little pain. I knew this started another love. For the Northwest land, this green grassland. Walking through mountains and rivers, looking at strange cities, enjoying strange scenery, without any care, with only a cooling heart and a lonely pen, it depicts every place you have traveled. The night on the grassland is mysterious and charming. The moon is bright and the stars are sparse. From time to time, there will be a faint smell of grass that tempts me. The endless weeds are blown out by the wind to listen to the music, which is tactful and mysterious. Dear, this is my relaxing night after you left. I really want to share this night with you. Lying quietly on this sacred land, my familiar face flashed through my head. In the dead of night, time passed slowly. I didn’t know how long I lay still until I heard the wolf singing, and the sound was getting closer and closer. It seemed a little bleak to sing on the boundless grassland. I thought this time, I would stay on this pure land forever. When those blue eyes looked at me directly, I saw you. You really seemed to be like that kind of Ling cool, cool, dictatorial, it turns out that you always have the character of wolves. No wonder you are so powerful and powerful in the mall. At this time, how I wish to be the last touch of this night scene, my heart is getting more and more painful, and my whole body’s blood is searched at the moment of the knife. Tears fell like rain, and the grass on the sole of his feet kept bathing. I walked gently towards the dangerous animal in front of me, without any malice, just with the feeling. Again, it sounded like warning me not to approach. Then he turned and ran to the mountain, gradually disappearing until it was blurred and farther and farther away. Dear, is that you? Don’t go. I have been looking for that Wolf, because I believe that he is my dear incarnation, to accompany me. Night after night, he kept looking for it. He always didn’t want to come to see me, but I could feel that he was by my side. Every time he encountered danger or met a wolf pack attack, he always appears. My dear, it has always been my pride. Several times I met a wolf attack to let me know that he is the leader of the Wolves, with his blue eyes, Noble hair and sharp chirping. There is no doubt that, it is a noble Royal. I thank God for letting me come to this holy land and meet my dear friends. Even if we can’t meet each other, we can see each other. If the two feelings are long, should they be in the morning and evening? In this way, settle down, stay in the grassland and accompany my dear. The distant leader led his wolf pack to walk slowly for so long, suffering for so long, lovesickness for so long, just want to say loudly at this moment, I am very happy, I can meet you in the red dust. Conclusion, one day, it will move the sky and make everything perfect. [Sometimes love is not a single request, but more often it is dedication. This article is just about a woman obsessed with love, the obstinacy and persistence on the road to the world. But in the end, in this holy land, she found a home. The Wolf at the end of the article may not be a wolf. The seven more hopes are that the reborn love will leave as the favorite person, instead of waiting hard, let the people who love you rest assured and try to go to another new relationship. Sometimes we have to change our position and think, if the person who leaves is you, what do you want most, instead of watching your lover shed tears every day, you can forget the past, even forget you and start a new life. In a word, may those who are running on the road of love hold on to those in front of them! Don’t hesitate, because if you miss it, you will never get it again.] On the occasion of Valentine’s Day, I wish the world a blessing here. 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 love letter to you

Inscription; This is a love letter that has not been sent. I want to write all what I want to say in it. I hope you can understand my heart. Dear; How are you? Do you still have me in your heart? It’s really sad now. Time seems to go slowly and slowly. I always think that one day, you can stop beside me forever and let me enjoy your love. But maybe all this is a fantasy for me. Now you are no longer beside me, looking out of the window at the hazy moon, the sadness in the bottom of my heart is like the cold wind on the night of the moon. I really don’t want to think of you, it’s not that I forget the past and have no feelings for memories, but I can’t bear the pain of thinking about you, but your shadow mercilessly dragged me into memories, I passed by you again in my memory, and the scenes flashed quickly and clearly like the prelude of TV. There were bitter Yole, sour and sweet, laughing and crying, dear, do you know? Love is a rib in everyone’s heart. Now I want to say goodbye to loneliness and heartache, but in addition to missing you, I can’t think of any way to comfort myself. It was thought that the happiness and sweetness of love could only appear in the dream, and all these changed between the unrefined meaning. We used to walk on the road with Huacheng. I don’t regret meeting you and hugging each other, but I am very painful today’s ending, feeling the helplessness of leaving each other today. All this seems to have come too early. When my mind is uncertain, let me face this sudden storm and give me no chance to breathe, didn’t give me a chance to express myself in front of you. I walked forward in the wind and rain and turned to look at the road you came. How many times have I silently sketched the beauty of life in the future in my heart, repeating the happiness of each other in our peaceful days. Let you hold me gently. Let me sleep soundly in your arms. Now, I can’t find you, as if there are still lingering warmth of you in my hand. Who knows my sadness? Do I miss you. After the vicissitudes of life and the end of life, there is a love buried in the deepest place all the time, which will not be opened so easily. The scar once made my heart cry with blood. If you really can’t forget it, then think about it once, recall everything you can recall, and cry enough once. It hurts enough at a time. Will it be much better to think about it at a time? Cigarette butts were thrown all over the floor. Miss finally stopped. There are too many tears for you. Others say that I am too stupid. In fact, I am very smart. I know it will be so painful to miss you when I am lonely. In fact, if a woman talks with me, my heart will feel better? Now I am lonely. Actually, I don’t even know, Why do I still love you. Just can’t forget you. In fact, how can I cry for you. Maybe it’s just a lot of tears. Why do I still try my best to recall you, because I still have a lot to say to you, I still love you. Sometimes, the eyes move away from the front of the computer, look out the window, look at the traffic on the road, people come and go, there will always be a kind of boring sadness. In this sadness, I suddenly felt shocked again. It was just to miss and miss the journey we once loved each other. Recalling our time together, we always feel a little sad and a little melancholy. But more is sweet as honey, or tender like water. These days after parting, I kept thinking about our time together. The more I think about it, the more firm I am. I have you in my heart. After many boring days, I know the pain of missing; how many sleepless nights did you spend to understand the taste of love. Unfortunately, time will not go back, but time will not come again. If all this can be achieved, I will keep your kiss in your first love and dream, I can laugh out loud. Because you are already my lover. Dear, you must take good care of yourself in your days without me. Tired, have a good rest; Keep warm and warm; Don’t treat yourself badly. Being good to yourself is good to me, You know what? Only when you are happy can I be happy; When you are happy, I will be happy; When you smile, I will laugh. In this way, my missing for you is meaningful. My friend always warned me that although imagination is beautiful, it is illusory. People have to live, feel the ups and downs, taste the brutal reality and feel the passion of life, but they can’t let dreams stay in the imagination level, not only deceive themselves, but also waste the world. Far away missing can’t walk out of the cool night, can’t walk out of the lights of the city, in this life, only the thought of each other does not meet, in the passage of time, you have been my missing without distance. Tonight, the black stars are shining in the night, and you can’t see the flowing clouds in the sky. Only your lines accompany me to walk in the depths of the night, winding perfumed with the wind, blowing away at your window, making you infatuated with the flowers you wrote. Dear, can you hear the distant one. My night was dark, drowning myself, and I still had deep thoughts. Far away, is there any candle flickering in your night? It is also a piece of loneliness and lingering night, Will you also read the poem of the passing years and recall a ignorant time when you first opened the door of the open heart? When will you open it and pick up the dark fragrance in the snow, heaven in fragrant dreams. Dear, I wish you all the best in the distance, as long as your heart will remember me a little. This is my mood at this moment. This article is what I want to say to you before I send it out. It is also a love letter that I didn’t send to 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…