Suiyu couple transcription bis

I often involuntarily sink into my mind: the burden of life, the detachment of death. In the red tape, people experience more pain than happiness, frustration more than pride. If so, I borrow things to replace, leaving myself only an empty shell, letting my soul walk. Everyday, what is filled in the gap of time? The Silent Cry and the sadness expressed seem to be waiting for the answer of autumn. Those colors and postures that begin to grow old resist the mottled diffussion, but have no obvious effect. Even though, there is still a little immature and adorable, but it is not in case of falling down. The silence conveyed by the joy of stealing has vanished into morning dew, leaving only a little stain, which can not form a permanent mood. Beyond the heart, what are the boundless things and all kinds of movements performing? Cloudy and sunny, wind and rain, frost and snow, these natural emotions, or parallel or Fu, their freehand brushwork and implication, can not be fully understood. I read the chapters in the preface of nature, picking up its cause and effect, and the water of mood. 2 Daily, basic necessities. Not to maintain the soul, but to maintain the body. In what rhythm? Will you listen to the wind and rain in your heart by the corresponding things? 1 minute 1 second lost, 1.1 drops the death. Unconsciously, what kind of new life is there to make up for the loss and extinction. How can I retrieve the forgotten elements in my memory and sew up the holes in my clothes. 3 sunshine, warm. This kind of scenery, even if you do nothing, do nothing. Even muttering to oneself is also music; Even if you are in a daze, it is also very affectionate, such as the necessary rest in music. What’s more, listen to the gurgling of Qingxi and watch the floating clouds! Sunshine, spread out, let the eyes read, let the soul feel. The bright and clear colors above and the seven colors below are all so wonderful, catering to the reading habits of the soul. In the warmth, there are birds coming and birds flying. My heart flies around with them. 4 The land is rich due to vegetation. The Sun exists for shining. The moon is shining because of the love. The mountains and rivers are dense, and the feelings of red beans are enriched. In the season of youth, like silkworms, making warm cocoons to resist the approaching winter. Who believes that the cocoon is lonely and dead! It is clear that a new life is brewing. 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…

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23 degrees centigrade, cloudy, quiet Xiaogang’s dusk solo, wanted to cry, but could not cry. I often fall into this dilemma and can’t help myself. Looking through all the logs in the space, we can see the sadness filled with heart and the confusion and ignorance brought by growth. In the deep night, one person, one computer, relative and silent. I don’t know how many such words I can write to record the heavy moaning without illness. I just prefer to pour out my feelings between the lines, not complaining easily, because I know that I have gradually matured. I am not very clear about when I complain less and when I become mature, A lot of things are tangled together. In this noisy world, I am too sensitive to find that I have a strong sense of oppression? I just want to encourage myself, don’t get down, be strong! F once said how good it would be if we could choose transient amnesia? If you forget something, you won’t think like this, right? We are faced with choices every day. We don’t know whether the choices are right or wrong. We can only feel regret after choosing. However, there is no regret medicine to sell in the world!!! There is such a kind of people, I call them tangled bodies, a mixture of contradictions, who are filled with fear in tangled contradictions every day, and I am exactly such a kind of people, the life they want, it is far from the current situation. I want to work hard but struggle with my own reality. Where is the promotion? In the future? In the most fearful and helpless time, choose to find the sense of security in the music, turn the music decibel to the maximum, and then throw the whole body into the fluctuating notes, no one can understand, I don’t want to talk to anyone any more. The front wings full of water chestnut will eventually be smoothed. Some things belonging to me will gradually fade away as time goes, in the end, I was just one of all living beings. A computer, a person, relatively speechless! Like (prose editor: Shu Kuang) 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…