Tonight, the drizzle is quiet, the pillow is a song of love flowing far away, and the dream is full of love waves. In the summer night, there is no wind and quiet waves, the light rain is falling down without thoughts, the heart is also like a lonely rain curtain, and there is no
When breaking up, I bless you. If breaking up is forever, then I will bless you forever. The bleak wind took away the tenderness we once shared, and the cold rain beat the sleepless cry. The dusty days seemed to suddenly collect the coolness of the whole world unintentionally, just like the gray sky and
For so many years, I always thought that God would say hello when it rains. In other words, weather forecast makes us develop the problem of dependence. It says that if the weather is sunny, we will be bright; If it says thunderstorm, we will bring umbrellas; If it says ice and snow, we will
I am a fish, a fish afraid of water. As others say, there is only seven seconds of memory. I don’t know how to distribute it. I am a fish, a fish afraid of water. A very small. Very ordinary. A silly fish. Busy all day, laughing, wandering aimlessly. The air in the water makes
I just want to write something suddenly! It seems that there is nothing to write in depth, but do you feel that you should write something at this time? It is also bad or not bad, but stuffy, so stuffy, not painful, nothing happened? Is it because nothing happened that I feel uncomfortable? Or is
I will continue to stay with this city in another way 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
We rode bicycles, shuttling back and forth under the hot sun, with smiling faces against the sunshine, showing many cuteness. May day we just marching bicycle, towards big sea direction, 9 Personal very lively, soon arrived Dianchi edge, looking ahead, blue waves brilliant, endless seawater vast, this is not the first time I have been
The door was closed with a bang. After that, the door was silent, and the door was silent. The days were shaking down. The sunshine was so busy that I didn’t pay attention to the dust and rain which choked my throat. Only a piece of residual cloud stuck on the branch fell with it.