Prosperous years wind rain

The curtain of the years, the river water is mixed and the clouds are boiled, and the eaves of the building are dripping and glittering, the wine wakes up the residual light fog. The sound of the wandering heartbreak the rain is so rainy that the autumn color is green in the south of the Yangtze River, and the sleeping sound of the canopy is drizzling. The rolling curtain of the painting screen, the breeze invading the cold, the cold fragrance was washed everywhere, the thrill of Thunder, the Lightning and the sound did not see the dust dancing. Listening to the rhythm of the wind, the rhythm is beating, the lovesickness is helpless, listening to the whisper of the rain, soft and charming, warm hands and light oars. Lie down, still listen to the wind listen to Thunder listen to the rain. Enjoy the clouds and the moon by the fence, lean against the building and listen to the wind and rain. Poetry and fragrant ink in tow, romantic sad wear que. Ticking, overturn the sunny day. Red candle curtain blanket pillow, concise shack comic painting. A foreign land mid-autumn rabbit round, faint mountains copy silhouette. Call the cloud to call out the nectar and Jade liquor wine, laugh and drink the natural and unrestrained flow of life. Light melancholy light caused, a let go a ray of detached; Bustling when Hugh? The petals are as bright as rain. Listen to Lei Xiaozhu listen to the wind Pavilion listen to the rain garden, the wind, thunder and rain shake the drunken poetic craziness. Hold your breath gently, and slowly control your excitement. The corner of the small street turns, and the lonely alley in the shabby alley; The romantic charm of getting wet with clothes comes from the faint. Early and thin, and late. Banana Rose bamboo shadow listening to the rain, wind gathered in all directions light cold dance. Yayun green tea is carefully dotted until dusk, drinking all the fairy dew, and sucking the sobering feeling; Drunk the best sound of the Tung leaves in the whole court. Wind ting lei hope of reunion among friends, Acacia Xu Li impact total shear west window candle. Every bit of it gathered into a river, and the autumn pool lingboge rose wildly. The left eye is the dance of the wind, and the right eye is the sound of the rain. The left hand holds the Leichen in the palm tightly, and the right hand protects the icy heart. The wind was holding the rain, and the clear and sweet knocking on the window lattice played the notes which were sometimes slow, sometimes low and sometimes high. Frequency dream autumn pool add melody, a song of music and dance for thousands of years Sing Blue Bridge. The mountains were empty, windy and gentle, and white beads jumped into the boat. The cloud is broken, and the shadow of the tree is vivid. Wind master rain knock autumn, forest jade flute where to find? Wash the dirt to achieve Zen, listening to the wind and rain is also a reference to Buddhism. I feel relaxed and happy to decorate my emotions and chat to place my good wishes. Indifferent for water, and lonely wind rain sleep to get drunk. gui ke and flowers bloom, hometown missing cloud Cirrus easy. Life is a seed; It takes root wherever it falls. Wind light red floating palm, misty rain thunder thousand peaks risen and fallen. Relying on the fragrance of Lotus, the fragrance is luxuriant and reduced, and the maple color is attacked. Lotus, Lotus, a little concerned about cloud and smoke. When the rain hit the plantain, the sound was broken, and the picture screen made the piano wear through the rain curtain. The grass retreats, and the light is full of vitality; The harvest is full of infatuated feelings. The sadness of the rain Bell mixed with the sorrow of green, red and thin, marching on the journey of the Phoenix rain at dusk; Mixed with the singing of the blue boat which could not carry the sadness, whose thousand years of rain and wind last night continued? Listen to the wind and the rain, and smell the lotus fragrance and light strings. No disease, no temperature, no fire, calm, calm, fresh water. The years of listening to the wind and rain gathered the scattered mood; Condensed a drop of Acacia Pearl. Focus on describing your feelings, highlighting the silhouette of missing in the setting sun. Portray tears in eyes, and paint deep blue with heavy colours. Pure and bright thoughts did not resort to deceit, and their color was bleak and smoky, and the melancholy wind and rain of autumn; Lonely and speechless. Rustling wind rain, recession a soft rain Symphony. Listening quietly on the floor, a strange remote and profound. Everything has its charm, let alone the wind and rain? Delicate, affectionate, gentle and romantic, purely restraining the desire of prosperity. Listening to the sound of wind and rain, staring at the mysterious crystal world woven by gold, silver and thread. Magnificent meditation, listening to the wind and rain in the prosperous years; Amazing eyes tell a wonderful glimpse. 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”. 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Listening to music at midnight: Saying goodbye should not be in autumn

In this quiet midnight, I leaned against the screen and listened to a song “Say goodbye should not be in autumn” sung by Li Yaxin and Prince Yue men and women hand in hand. Saying goodbye shouldn’t be in autumn it’s our first meeting lovesickness the warmth like spring you will always say goodbye shouldn’t be in autumn how sad the fallen leaves are how many days and how many years can we get used to it you are not around me autumn leaves fall into pieces heart is broken into a little autumn autumn wind blows heart is also sad break up separate points constantly miss you emotion say goodbye really shouldn’t be in autumn I don’t know when it rained again outside the window, the ticking raindrops knocked on the window lattice wantonly and gently fastened my heart. A loneliness and sadness arose spontaneously. The wind and rain all over the sky and the sad melody stirred the depressed feelings in my heart, and also aroused deep feelings of missing. Life runs for dreams, and soul stands for love. Half a lifetime of vicissitudes, waiting for the whole life, in order to walk into your dream of thousands of years. Once I had, it was also a kind of happiness. Looking back on the days when we got together, my heart would be sweet. You and I once had a wonderful time and had a sincere feeling for each other. There are your whispers and chants in my ears; Your care and attachment are left in my fingertips; Your tenderness and lingering are left in my lips, my life is engraved with your mark. I have no regrets for falling in love with you in this life! Life is so fast, beauty smile, finally not worth the time. Yesterday was still tender, but today it is on one side of the world. Love each other but can’t stay together. You come quietly and leave quietly. I can only stand at the dock of memory and wave goodbye to you, watching you go far away. Just like this, we met each other, and a deep-rooted memory passed away. You left, leaving in such a hurry, leaving me endless missing. You know? The day I said goodbye to you, my heart was so painful. My unpeaceful thoughts were like floating dead leaves. Although it was only a few days since you left me, I began to miss you. Your vigorous figure always walks into my dreams with the moonlight, and your appearance appears in front of my eyes again and again. The feeling of missing you is very beautiful, and the feeling of missing you is also very bitter, because I know that it is missing without returning. It is not clear whether we will shake hands again and draw a circle again in the reincarnation of the world. Since then, you and I have become strangers, and our love has gone away, leaving me alone to stay alone. My deserted heart has been scarred. With hopeless expectations for you, I have been lingering on the other side, wandering alone in the world of mortals. I dare not expect the future any more, but only watch in this silent night, face the screen blankly, and write the helpless feelings with the keyboard! Saying goodbye should not be in autumn, which is the attachment of people. Although it is just the beginning of early summer, it is already the autumn of life for me, and autumn is a sad season. Pieces of fallen leaves, scattered all over the floor are my sadness of departure, which has ruined the prosperity of my life. I feel the beauty of the two lovers at the beginning, and the sadness at the other time is so confused and melancholy. The world of mortals is rolling, love and hate are long, I sigh with emotion and feel helpless! How many years are in a hurry, how many feelings are, how many thoughts are. I stood alone on the long road of life, leaving a true feeling in my heart and a missing in my dream. Even though the years are gone, some people and some things are still the most beautiful in their hearts. I turned all my attachment to you into a slow and flowing note, saying goodbye really shouldn’t be in autumn 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…