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Think about which flower you are attracted to, and all your words just stop for it. Imagination is like wine, as the wind gets through, and the reservation of flowers is like thousands of flowers, tearing off the empty head, just to decorate the past years, just for embellishing eyebrows, you can know that those desperate scenes cannot be cherished. A little cold fragrance, or a twinkling cold star? I want to use breath to get close to you, to distinguish your spirit, to distinguish your wishes in this life, I don’t want to call your name lightly, don’t want to use secular trap, you are still you, just like this shy encounter, I just want to stand still; Keep the fragrance of awakening one by one. No one can tell clearly how heavy the love is? It is not like honey, not like the gloomy Moon, not like the flame, feeling to the depth, like a clear song, more and more soft, more and more weak, quiet place can put down the eyebrows, also can comb the wisps of blue silk, stream-like Qingyuan. Conversion over Day and night, lips delicately; Stumbles of the moon and a playing back of a, who rips old wounds, delicatessen, silly touched. Or; Is that the dust accumulated in the previous life? What is the expectation before the Buddha lamp? Lingering and tactfully, it reflects the glory in front of the hall, as well as the boundless entering the threshold, which is silent and endless. There is always so much annoying rain! Walking closely, pouring on the mountains and in front of the window of the stranger, I was searching carefully; Your shadow, which made the thin light whisper again and again, made the dusk drift and sigh, a boat drove away, without leaving a trace, you are nothing more than a folded past. You hide at my fingertips, trembling slightly. Yes, it’s just the moonlight, casually pull out the string, in order to open the unknown atrium. It is so beautiful to be so close to you, no matter the environment or the edge of the dream. I look at you quietly, slowly dressing up, suitable for heavy makeup, the skirt is like March spring light scattered, illuminating my dim forehead, you are not spring flowers, but can be like fireworks, it is easy to capture my deep lock and persistence. Maybe I am just a green leaf, a rough branch and a wrong knot, or a water drop, living deep in your empty courtyard, waving the ethereal life, it was just a pulse of eyes, just a flow of smoke and dust all the way, so you were no longer separated, I didn’t look at each other too much, and there was no other way out. The fate of life was accompanied by the wind. Like flowers, dreams, calmness, wind, rain and haste. Life is like a paper brush, no one can stop all kinds of miscellaneous, no one can bury the scorching heat. We were experiencing a night. Standing behind the night, I clearly felt your bright eyes, smiling and smiling. You avoided fog, a page of sadness and the twists and turns of ravines, I went straight into my dream and messed up a pool of clear waves. Really, I could vaguely smell the dark fragrance floating in the air. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

Happiness password

Life is like water in the plain life, a person suddenly breaks into life. Like breeze and rain, it moistens the desolation of life. Not a couple, but a bosom friend. Tired of nagging, and that yellow and wrinkled face. The understanding in front of me is particularly touching because of its freshness. Maybe, don’t talk. Just looking at each other and smiling, I found the feeling that I had been looking forward to for a long time. The initial love between husband and wife becomes a habit. Clearly know the aging of every inch of skin, emotion and body, lazy heart, unwilling to appreciate and understand. The confidante is different, because the distance or freshness adds more appreciation and imagination. Cao Zhi’s Luo Shen Fu made the world fall in love with it. The literary talent is flying. The Luo God in the writing is flowing and smiling, soft and gentle, elegant and graceful, and looks like a fairy. There were women like water in ancient times. They were born in the boudoir, and the red makeup was always appropriate. In Jia Baoyu’s words, each girl was like water, not like the woman-in-law who suffered from the dirty atmosphere in the world. Cao Zhi once had a woman who fell in love at first sight and was occupied by Cao Pi. After that, Cao Pi gave this woman to death, but he gave Cao Zhi the pillow he used. How can you feel about that scene. Perhaps duwusiren, become eternal extremes. It is beautiful because of permanent loss and amorous feelings because of reverie. The confidante also had this reverie. Looking at flowers in the fog, it was hazy and unreal, and wonderful. Etiquette, respect, understanding and comfort are generated due to distance. The considerate emotion is fascinating. Each Other looked at each other and smiled, without saying anything. Some people call this relationship the third dimension. Between husband and wife and friends. We care about each other, and we are at ease. I once read an article saying that smart women do not become other people’s confidante. Because beauty means being considerate, but you don’t have anyone to accompany you when you are lonely. Because you are just bosom friends. Hostess not you. Beauty, sometimes very embarrassing. You did nothing, just because of your tacit understanding. You can’t argue, because people’s imagination is enough to ruin a person’s pure land, making you beyond recognition. The world is the combination of men and women. Friends, confidants, lovers. Family. It is really a topic. How many people are counting loneliness and drinking sadness alone in the thousands of lights. How many people don’t want to set foot on its way home. Perhaps, have, to each other, tenderness. I just missed the time. I felt that I lacked that kind of smell because I was not yesterday. Perhaps, I was once fascinated by my confidante to become a lover and a lover to become a couple. Replace the old wine with a new bottle. People are the product of the environment. No matter how many people enter, they are the same. Having a person waiting for himself and a confidante is enough in this life… it is easy to refuse and choose what you should choose, what is rare is happiness for the whole life. Like (prose editor: Dielianhua) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…