Love

2022-02-10
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 |  kwmmu

In the boundless night, XINGX lights up the night sky and makes the night sky bright, which is the lighting of the night sky by XINGX; In the lofty mountains, clear springs flow through the mountains, making the mountains happy, which is the hope of clear springs for the mountains; along the long path, flowers bloom all over the field, and flowers make the field beautiful. This is the view of flowers to the field. Sunflowers turn against the sun. When looking back thousands of times, the book is full of expectations. Willow leaves laugh with the wind. In the reincarnation of the world, it is endless melancholy to write. As soon as the sun showed his face, he said to the wind in a hurry: wind, please bring my warmth to the air and let my warm words fill the air. Therefore, the wind runs all the way, when I saw the air, I said, “air, your broad mind, can you let me stay here and let my freshness flow in your arms. After hearing the smile, the air chased the rain and said: rain Silk, you are so selfless. Could you please spread my coolness to the dry earth to moisten the Earth. Therefore, the Sun liked the wind, and the wind fell in love with the air again. The air finally fell in love with the rain, and there was always a round of red sun hanging in the sky, there is always a cluster of mother chrysanthemum blooming in the field, and the mountain is always full of Bodhi trees. Under the Sun, the wind-driven butterflies are dancing lightly. In the field, the flowers and plants swimming in the water are waving in the wind. On the mountains, the trees in the sky are flourishing, Therefore, the Sun received the thanks from the wind, the wind was revered by the air, and finally the air was blessed by the rain. At this time, the flowers were blooming, the birds were singing, the water was clear, and the mountains were green, the girl in spring waved her sleeves and dropped a piece of spring light. The fairy in summer shook her fragrant fan, and the summer night was cool. The Autumn Dance was dancing dress, and the harvest was in sight, the old man in winter frowned, falling all over the sky with frost and snow flying. Love, in the innocent childhood, your tender little hands touch my beloved doll, Two Little Hands hold each other, two smiling faces rippling in the sea of spring, endless joy; Love, in the two little boys without guess, your jumping figure collides with my young heart, two laughter whirling, two tacit understanding written in the starry sky on summer night, illuminating the Young’s chest; Love, in the young man with a sweet heart in spring, your hot eyes cast on my youthful face, two pairs of infatuation attract, two Spoony harvest in the field of autumn, burning the flame of passion, love, in the old age of Xiang Yi and Mo, the crutches you are leaning on touch my old legs. The two pairs of footprints overlap, and the two blessings spread in the mountains in winter, with the flowers of love. LIANWO of people, I love him. In the red dust years, what I saw was his Yushu near the wind. The person I love, he is LIANWO, in the vast river, what he saw was my endless youth. He always wanted to join hands to see the sunrise that was coming out when the sunrise was slightly exposed. He always wanted to shoulder and shoulder, when I went to see gull birds playing waves, I walked away. When I sang a song, he accompanied me. When I wrote a poem, he brewed for me and drew a picture, he studied ink for me, and when listening to a song, he echoed it for me. Falling in love with me is the happiness of your life. Falling in love with you is the creation of my life. Only five hundred times of previous life can I pass by this life, I want to use the love of ten thousand times in this life in exchange for being in love with you in the next life. After the singing of love, there is also the light of love left on the lover’s face. After the words of love, there is also the warmth of love imprinted on the lover’s heart. The road of love is still very long, and we are coming for a long time. It was written in the early morning of February 26, 2013. 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

2022-02-08
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Return to the body. When I was in high school, I was with Ting inexplicably. It is the budding of youth, and the end will be announced in just one month. Innocence is my only Description. Love without hand in hand is just love. Give me another choice, how much I just want to do to you. I still remember that I was just lovelorn at that time. You pretend to be someone else to text me, comfort me and share my worries. I know that even when Ting and I are together, you are also the person I can’t separate from each other. This person is more important than ordinary friends, lower than lovers, and bosom friends can roughly describe it. Ting is jealous, which is inevitable. Because I know that for you, it’s not just friends. To be honest, a considerable part of the factors that separate from Ting are caused by you. I don’t blame you, because I firmly believed at that time that I would meet you again, just as I did to you at this moment. Have you ever thought about returning my love? Once, two years ago, on the night of September 30, I still sent you home and still refused to give up on you. Night, light, forest, I kissed you silly, accidentally, and bit your lips. I ran away in a hurry. You told me not to remember it. But I know that I can’t lose you. Biting your lips, it is still necessary to think about it at this time, because from then on, whenever you kiss, you may think of me, whether the person you kiss is me or not. Just, is it necessary to remember? 12 when we were not together, one afternoon, in the classroom, you had bitten my back severely. At that time, the skin was broken and bleeding. I think you are very puzzling. Now think about it, how much I hope that scar will not disappear. You bite my back, maybe just like I bite your lips. The healing of scars is also the time of breaking up, because the two no longer have intersection. Does the end of a story mean the beginning of another story? I used to read The Wizard of Oz for you every day, and there was always another after one story. There are so many people around the little girl, such as Scarecrow and steel man, and you are my little girl. Many years later, will you read stories with your children? Can you remember me by the way? Reading stories for you is the happiest time, which makes me feel that you are by my side all the time. One day, can I continue to read our story for you? The story only belongs to us. Dear, I will return to No. 6 Middle School tomorrow. Can you accompany me? 13 back to school articles back to the long-lost school, I just want to say lightly, I really really miss you. Familiar classrooms, familiar teachers, familiar corridors and familiar classmates are no longer you and me. The snow falling in the sky is the AAN of that year. It is the cold wind that blows my eyebrows, and it is also my missing. I can’t bear to stay and look forward, leaving a second is pain. I am came to this place again with great courage, because I really didn’t dare to look at the old love turning into sparrows and sighing at the door. I dare not hear the joy of my classmates. Without you, all this is just a tragedy. Dare not answer the teachers’ questions about you, the story of the tragic ending, who would be willing to mention it? I am very happy to see the teacher, because I can clearly see your face from my memory. I am very happy to see my classmates, because I can see your joy on their faces. Is there another couple flirting in a classroom in the school? In the park, on the bench beside the small lake, are there another couple who are dreaming about the future? At dusk, on the hillside, are there any footprints left by you and me? The teacher asked me: is Han okay? I can only smile silly; The teacher said to me: if you can stay with Han in the future, you must treat her well. I still have to smile silly. Apart from laughing, what else can I do? How are you? I also want to ask, ask heaven or my heart? In the future, how much I want to have in the future, if there is, who will say it to you? I am losers did not protect their love. When I left school and went to play billiards with my friends, I immediately had some regrets. What kind of taste could it be to teach you to play billiards? When I was separated, my friend saw me unhappy and persuaded me that your kind of girl was not worthy of me. I praised it on the surface, but I thought in my heart, but I didn’t cherish it well. I didn’t buy a gift for you, didn’t let you do what you want to do, only knew to force you blindly, only knew to let you be the person in my heart, completely ignoring your feelings, you are no longer you. I wrote a few strokes, laughing and talking about the slow years, heartbroken and realistic. Tomorrow will be 20130104. I remember you once said that I hope a man can propose to you that day. Do I still have that qualification? Will that man say this sentence in your ear? Are you smiling happily holding his hand? I have long vowed secretly in my heart that I would be the man who proposed to you. Now, when I am kneeling on one leg, I will lift up my head, show a smile and look at you walking towards his arms. May you be well. 14 as soon as I woke up this morning, I saw snowflakes floating outside the window and ran to the balcony with excitement. The world was already Silver. It’s really good. I love you all my life. There are snow carvings, which seem to be dreams. The Sky is beautiful. A lonely person has the desire to appreciate, walking in the long street, the cold wind blows people, and how can he have the feeling of loving the beautiful scenery. I saw the couple in front of me, helping each other and helping each other not to slip. You once entered my arms and gave me the only warmth. For snow, I have too much to say. For you, I will stop talking. The ice disaster in 2008 made the semester end early. When I learned the news, my classmates and I were in the dormitory. The Holiday suddenly made everyone extremely happy. Only me, silently sad, early separation, rare pain, can you understand at that time? The next morning, in order to catch up with you, I stayed at the intersection early, which was a white paradise. I don’t know if you missed the time for other reasons. I have been waiting, waiting, no complaints, no anger. Waiting for you is the happiest thing in the world. I can imagine the excitement and happiness when you see me, and I can also prepare more words for you. I didn’t expect that it would take three hours to wait. When it was cold in the morning, the early birds would not like to taste it. My feet are frozen and my face is blushed. I am still standing straight and looking at the direction you will come in the distance. When I met acquaintances, they asked me to wait for you in the shop next to me. I didn’t, because I was afraid of passing by with you. Soon after, you set foot on the train to return home, and I wrote down such a sentence on the paper, I hope to take you far away. That year, I promised you that I would go to your hometown to accompany you for the new year. I have been trying to do what I promised you. You said, if I don’t go, you won’t reply, and I won’t hesitate. You were very happy that year. Now think about it, is it because of me, or because there is a silly man doing something silly for you? Besides, snow is the year of graduation, that is, a year ago. There are still two snow scenes of the school that you took in my mobile phone. The snow of the past is much whiter, thicker and more dazzling than today, because of you. Students will accumulate snowballs and smash them on you, and you will hide behind me quietly. Very happy, I can cover you with my body, whether it is snowball, sunshine or rain. That year, I am was so happy. At this moment, it had already passed zero, looking out of the window, the unmelted snow was turned golden by the street lamp. Looking forward to it for a day, I thought you could send a text message to tell me, 5201314, I can only hope in my dream. 15 in the morning, I saw the sun falling, and last night I dreamed like an old man. I wrote this sentence on the paper, but I never thought of it, and finally wrote it to you. I have rational thinking, but I can’t understand you. People who study physics may see that the world is square, as if they can sort out everything in the world with coordinate axes. Unexpectedly, with you, what I have learned is just a bubble. I am not the kind of person who will force myself to do things. I am good to anyone who is good to me, and I have no reason for it. Recently, the weather is cold, do you pack like a zongzi as usual? Still lovely, shaking everywhere? Dull, have you taken care of your skin? It won’t be as dry and cracked as mine. It has grown frostbite, right? We met very late soon after we met each other. You always said that you I am the most important person in this city. Think about how proud you were at that time. At the end of every night’s self-study, I will continue to read books, and you will always come close from behind me, put your hands around my neck and pour your little head on my shoulder. I don’t care about my final costume, but my heart has already rolled. A teacher laughed at me and said: Qian, you are really in a hurry. Han, like you, you can still learn. In fact, I have told you that I just regard you as my learning goal. Recently, learning has lost motivation. The reason is that you are missing. Once naughty, I saw you standing on the windowsill wiping the window, rushing past, holding your legs and running around. You shouted in fear, but I just wanted to leave a little impression in your heart. I am just an ordinary person, and your care makes me truly believe that I can change the world. It has always been very ordinary, and I don’t know anything about romance. I think that as long as I insist on it, I will be with you forever, not just the youth of that year. I was wrong. I was wrong. The budding love needs sunshine and water all the time. That was the sweet words of the past, the roses of the anniversary and the kisses of Valentine’s Day. If this love lasts for a long time, will it be in the morning and evening. You don’t understand, neither do I. Zan (prose editor: prose online) Phoenix Mountain Spring Tour After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon… Enter June In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we… Linjia Lane Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city… Linjia Lane Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city… The confusion of summer night I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool… Love story Lover dies, lover…

The only reason why I know you

2022-02-04
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Love to live, warm a meeting, you are the most beautiful meeting in my life. Even though there are all kinds of superred in the world, I love you alone. With a wisp of fragrance, a piece of paper is bright, and you will quietly keep the ends of the world and read in red and dust, just because you understand you. Inscription the years are quiet, and the time of the passing years is like a falling petal rain, flowing between your fingers with faint fragrance. I like to spread a plain paper in the shallow time, and feel like water and tender feelings, writing the pulse and heart for you, and letting the faint lovesickness pass through your eyes to moisten my eyes. The encounter with you has sunk my love in the world. The memory of the palm is full of the fragrance of the first encounter. Looking back, when I first met in life, my heart was dark. With the graceful feelings of a young girl, it was like a lotus. It was full of you on your way. You were like a butterfly, falling into my flowers, all kinds of tender laughter nightmare, gently tap my Heart Lake, turn it into Truelove Knot, and become the monarch every day. At this glance, I don’t drop-dead gorgeous, don’t pour the city, and devote my whole life to one person. If all the encounters in the world are reunion after a long separation, then you must be the one who said to me in the previous life: The mountain has no edge, the heaven and earth are the lover who dares to fight with the King. If love is a practice, then I would like to incarnate Stone Bridge, for you to be blown by five hundred years of wind, five hundred years of sun, five hundred years of rain, just to get your eyes back, maybe I am the woman who loves to practice for thousands of years, loving you is my destiny in this life. The past is like a picture scroll of floating light and shadow, and you are the person in the picture. You are the spring water in the mountain, which comes with sweetness and moistens my heart. You are the bright red in the flowers and comes with fragrance. You are the snowflake dancing in winter, come with romance, fragrant my dream. You are the sunshine in the sunrise, coming with hope, shining my life. Mountains and Rivers depend on each other and clouds surround each other. You are the most beautiful scenery in my life. In the silhouette of time, the mountain is the story of water, the cloud is the story of wind, and you are destined to be my story in this life. Corner with love, it is the reunion of eyes and eyes, the meeting between heart and heart, how many times the world looks at each other, you smile at me on the other side, stinging my heart. I read you through the distance of missing. I read your curtain, the vicissitudes of time and love. Junsheng I am not born, I am old, and I am doomed to have a lifetime of pain. Maybe some feelings can only be carried with one heart, some love can only be kept together in the world. Then in this life, let me look at your happiness in the warmest posture. The Silent Night, the heart of missing is extremely soft, a Spring River and a moon night rippling in the heart, the song is melodious, the love is also long, rendering the lovesickness to convey love, I put the bright scenery and the March branch head, let the sun light up your clear sky. I will care about it and let the wind flow clouds, and let the blessing bring you peace and happiness. I will miss it and the sun, moon and stars, and let the Blue Bird sing a song for you. I feel your breath in the air, I listen to your heart in the song, I look for your figure in the moonlight, I would like to turn into a beautiful butterfly, stay in front of your window, I would like to wrap my eyes around your eyebrows, dear, have you ever understood my heart? Sit at the intersection of time, pick up a touch of concern, accompany you to the end of the world, and protect you for a long journey in every wandering day. I have always believed that the best love is to put one heart on another and love his weakness and loneliness. When the prosperity is over, the appearance is no longer the only one in each other’s world. Dear You know, I lead Nzn prosperity and silence, sad your troubles and sorrow. I wish I could add clothes for you when the wind blows, hold an umbrella for you in the rain and snow, and accompany you in a cold day. In the morning glow, we sit in that meter of sunshine, and we snuggle with each other at dusk, the bright moon is clear and clear, and the flowers bloom and fall together. Moonlight is pouring into the city, with dark fragrance and thoughts blooming quietly in the light moonlight. Qingniao is eager to look at it, and it’s just for you, dear, I really want to buckle with your fingers, feel the temperature of your palm, forget the red dust, and go round a romantic scene with flowers and snow. The smoky rain in the south of the Yangtze River is red and dusty. The song rain in the Tang dynasty continues to write love legends in the Sahara desert. The ten miles of ancient ways are seen as the grass grows and the grass flies. The green hills and clear waters is full of happiness. The moon is full of the West Building. With you, the ends of the earth do not admire mandarin ducks or immortals. Time is like water, and it is always silent. I cut off time and engrave your original appearance in my life. From the love at first sight at the beginning of love, two lovers are happy with each other, to the present hand, two hearts agree with each other, the way of love is full of lovesickness and happiness. A small flower, a heart word is love. A care and a blessing are true feelings. Standing on the street, if I smile, it is because I think of you, and the sunshine shines on the window sill in winter. If I feel warm, it is also because I think of you, flowers bloom and fall, and I look at the clouds and clouds, you are the color of spring in my heart, and you are the happiness of my life. Deep in the red dust, the circulation of seasons tells the cold and warm life. I hold the plain notes of time and put you in my heart silently and happily. When the ends of the Earth are poor, there is only endless lovesickness, how many degrees of Flowers Bloom, who is waiting for the old? Who is the face of love? In this life, I missed the blooming flowers, the blooming flowers, but I didn’t miss you. On blossom in the field, the light laughter nightmare of Yiren was hidden, and a period of dust was lingering. Butterfly flowers fell in love with each other, and the red dust was drunk. In this life, a lovesickness red bean is planted. Xu I is tender and loves forever. Looking back, my thoughts and your love are always there. Love to live, warm a meeting, you are the most beautiful meeting in my life. Even though there are all kinds of superred in the world, I love you alone. With a wisp of fragrance, a piece of paper is bright, and you will quietly keep the ends of the world and read in red and dust, just because you understand you. QQ2273811825 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…

Moon shinning like the stream. Moisturizing my heart (4 issues of writers)

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When winter comes, the snow falls. Love is coming, love is falling against the window, and I can see that the breeze is still shining and the stars are still shining. In the quiet night, it is still so quiet and beautiful. It is reflected in my eyes through the long window, and Moon shinning like the stream moistens my heart, the wind is light. A wisp of wind murmur filled with the dark fragrance of a tree blooming. Under the moonlight, I spread my mind against the frost and moon, and looked quietly at the window, still looking for the tired tenderness in the words? Stretch out your palm, gently smile over the lovesickness and moon, and secretly exile in Your World with wisps of breeze. There are gentle fragrance in the air for you, I heard your voice clearly. I felt your breath floating into my ears in the moonlight, rustling, sliding across the cold fingertips, dripping into the boundless thoughts. The night was as cool as water, there was a kind of intoxicating softness flowing in the air; With the moonlight, he recalled the tenderness of his lips, and instantly stirred a wave of rhyme. His heart fell into a kind of confused fantasy softly. Listening to the song You and I like, I feel gentle and gentle, and gently raise the feeling of missing in the quiet night. At this time, I really want to grow the wings of angels and sway my thoughts and fly to your side, with the beauty of night frost crystal clear, with the fragrance of Moon White, icy Jade and clean, with the sweet fly like water and Moonlight Brewing, flying to the distance with a Lotus Heart, soft and charming eyes, lying quietly in the folded thoughts, layers of lovesickness circle linger, what can’t stop is that I only want your pen end, and I often shower my heart with my flower buds in such a moon. The Moonlight is as gentle as you. Put your figure in the window of my heart, set it as a scenery, and brushed my warm memory, as if it was close but out of reach. The moon shadow turned to my lovesickness? Holding a cup full of tiredness, drinking thoughts alone, Yi Ren drunk alone, carefully taste the taste of love in the dead of night. The mood is like a feeling of missing, and there is no navigation mark, no direction, no end, and even more tireless in missing. Tonight, for you, a swaying wind Moon, singing softly for you, stroking your name with moonlight over and over again in your thoughts; Kissing your nightmare like a water moon night, every memory has sweet warmth. Flowers are like the past, swaying and shining in the beautiful memory, the soul moves in the midnight, dancing out the heart that turns thousands of times in the air, with strong tender feelings, warm love and sweet fragrance of happiness, full of thoughts. A piece of plain ink, write you into the text, a note of love, swaying in every cool night sky, love in the heart is warmth, you are infinitely gentle in the heart, left hand warm right hand happiness, A little bit darkstory, tired and endless, through the noisy window, the fresh wind swayed to the ground, the wind swayed waving, and the wind blew away red candle of the light shadow all over the ground, the beauty of the libertine and Pink Ladies is also wet! A woman, leaning on the green fence alone, listening to the wind and watching the moon show full of worries, such as colorful shadows, Qin rustling, ileal rippling, slowly melodious, lingering in my mind, blooming quietly; Looking back at a lot of worries, let the gentle wind blow and disturb my soft hair go straight into the atrium and hold each other. The fingers are clasped, and the warm tenderness is blooming with a strong fragrance of heart, which is the same in the heart; if the silent tide gently moistens my thirsty heart and brings me into my arms, I just want to hug you tightly and listen to the love of watching in the wind, flowers, snow and moon. I am darkstory Xiao, seal carving you and me this lovesickness, a piece of Teana sentiment leisurely. A cup of unstrained liquor and two lines of poetry, a river and a moon murmured, flowers blossom, thank you, faint and quiet, the heart is exquisite, the dream is singing, for the King to sing and sing; How many times the time flies, the red dust is jogging entangled? A thousand years of world love watch, painful melancholy heart, wet the waiting eyes, Yue Hua as you moisten my heart, Yi is still waiting for you to hold me tight in silence…… 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…

I once met you in the deepest red dust in the third generation [2]]

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[Re born] Feiyan has fallen in love and agreed to go together. I will not let go in this life. Today’s meeting is just for the covenant of previous life? Or is it because we see and see each other, love is there, read and never read, love is there? Fall in Love silently, be silent and happy, and never give up. The inscription is that the wild goose keeps silent and the wind keeps clear. After a thousand years, I have gone through something, looking through the autumn water, crossing the other shore, and finally waiting for the reunion of this life. Now I am back to your arms, feeling your temperature and enjoying the happy time you brought me. Even if we forget the previous life, we are already doomed, you are my favorite, and I am your only one. Destiny is always the creation of the world, let us get and lose, just in our happiest and sweetest moment, just when we love and are loved, just when we look at the deep feelings of flowing water, made a big joke for us. Working in the most beautiful winged creatures in the air is the dream I have been looking forward. Imagine that one day you can chase the blue sky and enjoy freedom. Look at the clouds and clouds, enjoy the beautiful scenery, listen to the wild goose, and think about human feelings and hate love. However, I didn’t expect that the dream I expected would take away the person I loved most in my life. If I knew this earlier, I would rather give up my dream and return it to my dear. Aircraft accidents, which have not been seen for a hundred years, are extremely rare. Dear, why is our time so short? What on earth is it that people who clearly love each other can’t be together. The Sky is thin and the fate is played by people. The World lasts forever and the world is boundless. Is solitary wild goose doomed to be sad? Walking on the road, touching the books you have read, reading the words you have left, lying in our common nest, as if you have never left, your breath has been staying in the deepest part of the red dust. It’s just for me to find the romance we made together, your words and deeds, your humor and loveliness, and then we look at each other and smile. How much do you know when flowers fall in your dream? Dream Dream shadow, standing in front of the tombstone, picked up the pen and brown paint that had already been bought, and wrote down the inscription epitaph by myself: dear, if there is an afterlife, I will be your only one, rest in peace, your beloved wife, my eternal husband. Once you asked me: if there is an afterlife, you won’t remember me, will you? At that time, I said: if there is an afterlife, I must forget you clean, because in this way, we will be like the profit when we first met, at that time, even if I get lost, you will find me, right? You touched my head, picked up my hand and looked at me affectionately: Yes, whether you forget me or not, I will find you, because we have three generations of love, this is fate, you can’t run away. At that time, I just thought you were talking nonsense, hurting spring and autumn. Now, I believe it. Dear, now I want to tell you that if there is an afterlife, I will still not forget you. I will wear your favorite color clothes, waiting for you to pick me up, because I always believe that the sorrow and sorrow of wild geese are unspeakable lovesickness. How can a single flying wild goose soar? Dear, I will accompany you forever, waiting for you, no matter you have to sleep for thousands of years. I only hope that in the long dream, I will put down a bunch of Hyacinth and bring a few solitary wild goose cries of sorrow to permeate your soul, so I will sleep 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…

Love is left, dream is right

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You can have dreams when you are young. However, that is limited to when you were still alone before you were 30 years old. After 30 years old, you can still have dreams. But that can only exist in your spiritual world. Because your so-called dream must bear your responsibility. If not, you can only choose love. Love about life. Inscription I began to like Du Zijian from the first issue of you. This old man, who is not much more handsome than Ma Yun, makes me almost convinced. Perhaps, a man’s real handsome is not his appearance and connotation, but his responsibility. I don’t remember what Du Zijian said to the young man who was persistent in his dream on that program. However, I still remember at least a few zero-language phrases. Dreams are before you get married. When you get married, what you have to do is to give your wife and children a happy life. This kind of happiness is not just you. You have to make them feel it. I often see some love on the Internet, some very young and beautiful love. At those times, people who love are crazy, and people who are loved are very happy. I also often hear about some love, some similar to cruel love. At those times, the people who broke up were very realistic, and there were no people who turned back. There are always some wandering poets and singers who write some wandering poems. Sing some wandering songs. They are all single. A person can walk without scruple. Even if his dream is absurd, it is his own business. At that time, they had no love. There is no need to be responsible for another person. Youth can be squandered, life can be wasted, everything doesn’t matter. After 30 years old, you are old. Dream has become a synonym for immaturity, and the behavior of chasing dreams has become a childish expression. You may still be dreaming this young dream, in which you are still passionate. However, reality tells you that it can only be a dream. Love and dream are the products that are hard to integrate. Many years ago, we tried to unify them. Many years later, we found that we were with someone we never loved. Do something we never thought of doing. Those dreams, more or less, have gradually dissipated and disappeared in our growth. I have seen and heard many stories about love and dreams. Some of those stories are sad and beautiful, some are desolate, but they are never beautiful. Life has many regrets, so memories become more beautiful. The reality is very realistic, and life should continue. Our love has been walking on the left bank, so when we are young and crazy, we will love crazily; Our dreams wander on the right, so when we are young, we will be passionate. Please remember that you are still young, and you still have capital to squander some beautiful love and dreams. Please remember that you are no longer young, you are not qualified to pack your wife and children together and let them pursue dreams with you. Time is a very cruel thing. We have changed for him from beginning to end. Love in youth and dreams in youth will end when we are about to mature. There are always some people who need to change, and there are always some things that need to be given up. Love, dream, in the years of our lives, she only belongs to a specific age. 30 years old, if you are still alone. Then you can still pursue your dreams alone. 30 years old, if you are not already alone. Then, you must shoulder the responsibility on your shoulders for the people who accompany you. Give up your young love and your persistent dream. This is the reality, cruel! PostScript is just, accidentally want to write something. From a sunny afternoon to a lonely rainy morning. I hit the black keyboard from time to time. Write a very common story with a very common name. A girl said that she was looking forward to me writing such a thing. In fact, most of the time, we will think of the love and dream we wanted to have when we were young. However, in reality, many of our things are running counter to each other. Maybe life is like this. When you walk a lot, you will find that you have already forgotten your original intention when you set out. Sometimes, we can’t change a lot of things, so we go along with it. This may be our sorrow, and it is also the responsibility we understand. A person always has dreams, and there is no hesitation on the way forward. When two people leave, their dreams are bound. Love is a beautiful thing, but it is also a shackle of dreams. If you want to move forward, please remember to walk alone. If there are two people, please remember the responsibility. Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) Phoenix Mountain Spring Tour After dressing up at Meiko and changing into an organic glass button suit, the hour hand of the wall clock at home has pointed to nine o’clock. I cross it with noon… Enter June In the singing of summer cicada, in the intoxicating evening breeze of summer, we walked into June together again. Entering this memory, we… Linjia Lane Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city… Linjia Lane Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city… The confusion of summer night I couldn’t stand the heat and came to Weishui River for a walk to enjoy the cool. In the beautiful South Bank Parklands of Xianyang Lake and the natural river, it is cool… Love story Lover dies, lover…

Those years, those feelings

2022-01-31
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I have been watching the program “if you are the one” all the time, or I still have a vision of love, or I want to understand something from it, or I am singing like the theme of the program: one step forward is happiness. Step back is lonely. Step back to see more clearly. Love can’t be unclear. Yeah. How can love be unclear! Just like my first love in the green onion era, although there was no result, it was still full of good memories. We are classmates who graduated from grade 5 to junior high school and have been deskmates all the time. I still remember that she always wore a black round dot coat on a white background. Although it is very old, it is very clean, with two long twist braids, laughing like the wind chimes, crisp and pleasant. The happiest thing every day is to do eye exercises in her Oriole-like password. I can’t help opening my eyes to see her serious appearance. Her small face like an apple and a pair of big flashing eyes watched each of our classmates. I quickly narrowed my eyes into a crack, pretend to do it seriously, that is, at that time, it was those eyes. Those eyes like Lake water deeply reflected my heart because I had been living in school. Her home is close to the school. Every morning she would tell me the TV she watched at night. I remember that it was “desire” that swept the whole country in the second grade. She said that the hero in it was kind, hardworking, not afraid of hardship, and good to his wife. I immediately said that I would be good to my wife. When you grow up, you should be my wife. She was flushed with red face, grabbed the book and hit me. I stood up and ran away. She was chasing her teeth behind, and I immediately said joking. How dare I marry you? You are so fierce. Hi, everyone laughed. Later, she put the eraser in the middle of the desk and wrote me the details of the questions I couldn’t know on the scratch paper. Goodbye she was on a fair, she helped her mother. Because in the crowd, I only heard her say to an acquaintance: it is much better now. I can only lie on the bed when I just came back. It’s still like a silver bell, still so bright, still so sunny. At that moment, I was moved to tears. Because we only met several times after graduation. Although we talked about everything every time, we didn’t talk about the topic of love. Later, I heard that she went to a good factory in the South to work. I think she must come back this time because of her mother. What a kind and filial girl, isn’t this Zhang Huifang from desire? I walked up and she saw me. A little surprise flashed through my eyes. We found a place for her mother to sit down together, as I expected, because her mother was too ill and money was not the only solution. She wants to take care of her mother by herself. When she said this, she couldn’t see any depression or pessimism on her face. At that time, a warm current suddenly flowed in my heart, which was so warm and happy. A year later, I went to the south and wrote to her for the first time. In fact, I didn’t know the specific address of her home very well, but just wrote the approximate address. Maybe it was really fate. Her neighbor just had a letter. She received the letter. Seeing her enthusiastic reply, I was elated and excited to sleep all night and wrote a reply overnight, in the letter, I expressed my admiration for her. You are as pure and beautiful as the pigeons flowers in the mountain, as perseverant as the peaks in Zhangjiajie, not excited or inferior. Thank God for letting me know you. Although we are separated from each other now, as long as I think of you, I feel that I am the happiest person in the world, I love you. I can’t wait to go to the Post Office to send it by Express. Three days later, she also sent a reply by express mail. Leek blossom and fine Velvet. If you have a heart, you are not afraid of being poor. As long as the friendship between the two is good, the cold water makes tea gradually thick. I went to the telephone booth to call her immediately after work. I used the boss’s landline in the hall without a place, telling my love loudly, sing this song, which represents the love of our local families, loudly. I didn’t care about the surprised eyes of people in the hall at all. It seems that there are only us in the world at this moment. From then on, a letter of express passed on our lovesickness, and the phone call once every two days told us that we were old and desolate. At that time, it was the time when “return to Pearl grid” was in full swing, we swear that we must be like Xiangfei and her lover: You are the wind I am sand, the wind blows, and the sand flies like Ziwei and Erkang: The mountain has no Ling. Heaven and Earth dare to decide. At that time, we all believed that we would hold our hands and grow old together. A year later, she learned to have a haircut and opened a barber shop. She asked me to come back to take care of it with her. I felt young and energetic: I am man, how can I let her be my boss. There are more quarrels between us. Later, she heard some rumors from her classmates that she had a boyfriend. I questioned her. She was very angry that she had it. I hung up the phone without saying anything. In the following days, I was in a trance, just like a walking corpse, but I didn’t contact her stubbornly. I would rather cry secretly alone, I won’t tell anyone if I lose 15 Jin a month. She came to a letter, saying that everything was misunderstood. There were so many people in the barber shop every day, and it was inevitable that a girl opened a shop with rumors. I don’t believe it. No reply. At that time, I stubbornly thought that everything would pass soon, and I would have more perfect love waiting for me. Now ten years have passed, and I met her by accident when I came home last year. She just got married. When we talked about those years, she said very seriously: I have been waiting for you. I said sorry with a smile and difficulty. I have experienced feelings over the years, but the most unforgettable thing is that first love. I know she has been engraved in my bone marrow because I am young and frivolous, even young and ignorant. I don’t know what it means to cherish and let me miss such a good person. Now think about it, in my subconscious mind, I am not waiting for her to come back to me. The day before yesterday, I received a text message from her: The past cannot be returned, so let him stay in our memory and treasure it forever. Life has to continue. Yes, love it when you love it. Keep going. The next step is happiness, right? Hey. But it must not be like those things in those years, which are not clear. 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…

Love can never stand waiting

2022-01-25
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 |  yxkm ioep

The sky is cloudy and the heart is sad. Once upon a time, will the floating feelings be so persistent? A person sat quietly in front of the computer, thinking deeply. In the spring season, it was so bleak and tired, without any warmth. It seemed to be close to a distance. He reached out and couldn’t touch it. Try hard to look at the vast sky, which is a piece of gray. You can’t see any color, let alone the expected future. Tears ran across his cheeks, sadness dripped on the ground, composing notes, pretty rhythm, but he forgot between melancholy that youth had already been folded. He could not grasp its tail until it began and ended. Memory is a photo. I looked at the photo repeatedly, but I didn’t know that the photo had already been left on that quiet night. You turned around and I saw you again. Looking back, you went far, maybe like duckweed hit by the rain, only have a short and accidental gathering, and then ending song of love. Shu Ting is: it seems to be separated forever, but it depends on each other for life; Xu Zhimo is: You remember it, you ‘d better forget it; Xi Murong is: write the 300 poems contained in it in the sky with light clouds, perhaps we should really learn to face it with a light mood, regard the world as a beautiful shadow, and regard all nothingness and hypocrisy as roses of paper, which is more fun without any intention. Can’t let go, can’t open the initial expectation; Can’t forget, deep hesitation in the eyes. If love was not confused, I wouldn’t hide alone in the corner of no one, quietly and sentimental; If love was not lonely, I wouldn’t force myself to fold up the desolation in the bustling crowd; If love was not persistent, I wouldn’t miss someone strongly under the blue sky alone. If love was not sincere, I wouldn’t sit alone in front of the computer lamenting my life and lamenting the fate of too many, too much loneliness, too much attachment, unable to hold, unable to copy, unable to make a comeback. Although I can’t deeply experience loneliness and sadness, I always feel inexplicable sadness, stirring tears in my eyes, hard to sleep, tearful vicissitudes, infinite confusion, so unforgettable, I don’t know when to release my hesitation and helplessness. At this time, the window was already ticking raindrop, and the broken beads, like my heart, were fragmented. I used to think that persistence would last forever. I don’t know that I have missed too many years and too many vicissitudes that cannot be copied. I have gone through all kinds of trials, struggles and sorrows. Finally, I found out, the origin that cannot be returned is living in betraying the original love. After several years of spring and autumn, can you make a short stay at the moment when you suddenly look back? At this time, I deeply realized the helplessness that my son wanted to raise but didn’t wait. Time flies and love turns around. Someone took away the memory of a tree and flower around me. I tried hard to build those fragments, which used to be the enthusiasm of waiting and the expectation of life and death, in the end, the years were cold and became Amber. That man was also woven into a classic by the years. The entanglement on the three-Life Stone was still open again and again. Love was always an unbearable wait. Therefore, if you really love, don’t wait. You will be lost in the end. Then why not continue to love now… 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…

With a touch of missing on your pillow

2022-01-19
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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. It gives 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 is old and the sky is wild, a little silk, a wisp, calling the ground for a long time and the sky is long…… 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…

Warm light to the Sun

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When the spring blossoms, I found your memory on the shabby stall along the edge. That is a glittering bracelet of Jade White, which is the only memory I have left beside you and the only memory I have for you. When the spring blossoms that year, you were still laughing and laughing around me. Your smiling face was filled with innocent and lovely innocence. I spent three seasons beside you like this. From spring to winter, I still remember your warm palms, you often put your feet on my stomach, and you often spoiled me to take you out to buy delicious food. You are as warm as light, like a summer full of spring, but you did not attack me with the heat of summer, just as warm as light, warm as beautiful sunrise, when I looked up at the sky, there was a colorful glow. I know that you are the most beautiful sunrise in the world, and you are the warmest sunshine in the world. When I first saw you, you relied on the white and Jade pillars beside the bridge, wearing floral little short dress and a milky white bow. I walked by the bridge, but I just turned around and lost my soul. What a lovely girl you are would make me fall in love at first sight. You seemed to see my embarrassment, but nodded slightly and smiled slightly, revealing white white teeth. This is the time when I first saw you, just as I miss you every night and everyday since then. I know that there are still 12 days left, which is the arrival of early spring. If there is a wonderful life in this world, I think it is every minute I can spend with you. Time flies. I saw you again after I first saw you for 12 days, just as I looked up in the warm and smoked spring light and saw the colorful sunrise. The lovely girl stood by the railing of the bridge with a radiant smile and leaned on another person’s side. What I can see is this. The colorful sunrise will eventually have a beautiful sunrise companion. I just enjoyed the beauty of the little sunrise and mistakenly thought it was the most beautiful scenery in my life. Girl, give me the most beautiful legend, give me the most beautiful warmth, give me the most beautiful sunrise, but abandon me in the dribs and drabs around me, time is like a sad and colorful ink cartridge. I just dip a little in it and want to draw the picture of you who love me most in the whole world. This is the first day of early spring. You are wearing a big red trench coat, and your lovely face is surrounded by inverted bangs. What kind of mark is that, just like the first ray of sunshine in early spring, I know, that’s exactly what makes you cute. I am your first sight, you are my destination, this is my opinion, so even if the sunrise is dazzling, I will take back your sunrise from Chaoyang. Dear girl, I would like to bring you warm and warm sunshine for the rest of my life. Dear girl, I would like to inlay your beauty into the eternal clouds. When I was praying, you suddenly turned around and saw me behind you, just a warm smile, and came towards me. Just when I was at a loss, you added a lot to my overwhelmed heart. You walked to my side, put your arms around me, and printed a gentle kiss on my cheek. In the warm spring, I met you and the dazzling sunrise. After that day, I knew your name was logiya. I knew your home was not far from my home. I knew that you liked me too, I know that there is really love at first sight in this world. Dear girl, you gave me unforgettable early spring, I want to return your warm half of life. 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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