My lover

You record my state of mind gently, you gently comfort my heart, and let you knock my emotions in the rainy days. You interpret the breeze and drizzle in life, and you vent your free will in life; you have the feeling of waiting in the wind and rain, the expectation of your concern in your mind. When you need it, you listen to my smile, my cry, my murmured and my words, listen to my symmetrical breath, listen to my excited heartbeat! Text my lover, I love you! Occasionally reading, writing, thinking and feeling. Let the mood infiltrate and fly, and let the Qing Fen blossom quietly from the fingers, releasing the fragrance in the moonlight. In the crystal clear expectation, give my eyes a broad green field, a profound blue for my spirit, and a pure white for my soul. In the words, I can stand on the bank of the Yellow River and stop, listening to the surging waves, magnificent momentum; In the words, I can walk to the sea, smell the fresh air, and slightly clear waves; In the words, I can dance lightly, or Latin, passionate; Or waltz, gentle. In the words, there are my laughter and tears, love and sorrow, dreams and idiots. The words are like a colorful silk thread, which strings the fleeting time and the years bit by bit. If the wind and rain hit, the lines will be broken and scattered all over the floor, which is hard to pick up. The words are colorful in my dream. The night is fluttering, with no stars and no moon. Words are my best scenery, and beautiful articles are my most beautiful artistic conception. When the night is dim, slowly stretch your mind under the moonlight and put on light words, making your mood jump out of joy and sorrow. Text my lover. What flows in my writing is my thoughts and soul, dancing with my lonely soul. Text my lover. My soul is like a green lotus in bud, which is fragrant in your blue waves. My soul is like a pupa in a cocoon. You make me feather into a butterfly and dance in the green field, every time the wind and rain in my heart, it listened to me and walked with me. It brought peace to my heart, calmed my restless soul and sublimated my thinking into words, the soul becomes clean and transparent in the process of thinking sublimation, filtering out the common customs and flashy, leaving purity and sincerity. Text my lover. You help me think about life, keep me quiet and far away, keep my heart calm, give me the source of strength, and accompany me to be strong in loneliness. You sublimated my soul and helped me purify my soul. Sticking to the beautiful spiritual home, all the wind and rain become passing clouds. I yearn for the blue sky and Rainbow, and my article is my heart, pure and flawless, beautiful and eternal. Text my lover. I meet with you in the deep courtyard, in the ordinary Lane, in the heart sky, in the vast desert, under the lamp. A cup of water, a keyboard, heart-to-heart, talk in detail. In the tea fragrance, in the rhythm of putting jade plate into the muscle, the soul has been sublimated, and the thought has opened the shackles. I meet with you on the top of the high mountain, on the shore of the Sea of clouds, on the ground of pen and ink, looking far away, howling from the sky, open heart, tacit understanding resonates invisibly. Text my lover. Wander in your world, release your dreams, release your feelings and feel the meaning of life. Use you to sharpen yourself, cultivate yourself, exercise yourself and sublimate yourself. I know that I am people living in your world, love and cherish every beating character. In your world, I can dance the bleak autumn wind and paint a Green Ark in the desert of my heart; In your world, I can let my thoughts fly between the sky and the sea, to feel the emptiness, freshness and broadness; In your world, I can dream of spring in the cold winter with full expectation and watch my paradise, also watch my happiness. On a quiet night, sitting alone under the lamp, leaving aside the noisy memories in the daytime, Enjoy the peace for yourself. Open the fragrant pages. In your world, I rebuke and guide the country, talk with great men and trace back the meaning of life. It is you who make me no longer lonely. In the hot summer, make a cup of green tea, sit alone in front of the window, put aside the complexity of the world, and enjoy a cool and refreshing. The mood rises and falls with the plot in the book. I am happy for them and also worried for them. Open another window of your soul in your world, and have a sense of coolness that goes with the clouds outside the sky and the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court. Words are the extension of my heart; Words are the expression of my thoughts; Words are the narration of my emotions; Words are the memory of my world of mortals. Text my lover, I love you! Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) 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…

liu yue

June, like fire and wine, is coming, and I don’t want to leave when I come. If you want to live for a long time, you can visit all the cities, villages, mountains and forests. Leave the anxiety of love and turn it into a lipstick dyed with gold! Printed on the thirsty and anxious skin of the Earth! The love that is hard to dissolve, I don’t even know if it is hot. Standing on the edge of the city, looking at the misty countryside across the clouds, the unprovoked sorrow penetrated through the gorgeous light and shadow. The mottled green shade dripped on the handrail of the park, and the cool cellphone ringtone broke in the hot mid-air, holding an empty shell for a long time and couldn’t be recovered! An ice drink filled with green tea moistens the occurrence of a homesickness story. The light wave was still warm, and the corner edges of the square building and the stripes of the billboard were baked like dried skewers of grilled fish. The streets and alleys of the city lost their moisture, and a drop of sweat could not penetrate. The arrogant wheels on the asphalt road are like hot songs, running on the throat of the car, smoking, and can’t stand crazy nerves, dense cobweb-like roads scattered in all directions and radial wireless communication in the sky. A huge balloon flew over the sky, and the sound of the sudden engine showed its ability to stand high and endure cool, the huge advertisement banner hung by the balloon is printed with the color printing marks of the grand opening of XXX building. The blue sky was about to stop the beating of the heart, and the dazzling heat wave shot out from a round of burning light that could not bear to look directly at the sky at noon. The lovely skin of the city was destroyed! At the other end of Yunxi, the hometown evaporates the residual temperature of the river. The tiles only resist the arrows in the Sunny Sun one by one, leaving all the coolness under the tiles and many upcoming love. The tenderness of the seedlings is not as delicate as that of the burning flame, and they lower their bodies to heal the pain in their bodies secretly. June without rainstorm is not June, and vegetation without rainstorm is thirsty or thirsty. Green, half-dead tortured by passion, a little plump complexion is consumed, and energy can only be stored in the root and stored in the low mud, at the moment when dew and jade liquid come in the midnight. The posture of Shan Ye is the posture of chasing the light and heartbeat, which is continuous one after another, starting from one end of the light and ending at the other end of the light. The soothing melody accompanies the sincerity of the light, and fully releases the brilliance of the flourishing time. The green grass burns into a smile, the flowers raise flames, and the wings of birds affect the wind. Jump thousands of miles, Gallop thousands of horses, the sea is surging on the Earth, the sea is burning, and the flame is raging in the light and noise——. Walking into the forest, there are forests not everywhere on the earth. Forests can only be found in places where forests do not die. Even in the time when the cool sun is lascivious and powerful, when the cities and villages are unable to resist the strategy of glistening light. The existence of forest is a little preservation of nature’s innocence and a home where the cradle of life is not recycled. The forests covered with dense shade, the breast and abdomen as warm as maternity, the coolness as rain and dew at dawn, the shelter of thousands of animals and the moistening roots of endless plants, behind the warmth of nowhere to hide chased by the light, only the forest was the only place where he could escape from confusion. Walking into the forest, birds and flowers are fragrant, the breeze is blowing, and streams converge into a clear and charming love! Into forest, the world has changed, four spring-like, calm water! Pick up the phone and send a letter to friends far away Like (prose editor: Rain dancing alone) 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…