Listening to music at midnight: the promise of fingertips

Night, cloud hazy yu meng long. I sat alone in front of the window and felt the tranquility belonging to this city. I looked at the world of the world of mortals, the wind and rain, the sorrow, the flashing lights and the ups and downs in my heart. Love is the eternal myth, always pouring out beautiful legends. The sky is not old, love is also long, love is difficult, hate is also long. The vast sea of people, the world of mortals rolling, your smile, we met beautifully. The dance which was tied to the fingertips in a square inch of land kept spinning, and the ten fingers kept playing on the keyboard. The beating notes tightly tied the two hearts which were originally strange from all over the world. The love that met in the mountains and waters, with red words, is hard to tell the heart of thousands of attachment, thousands of tender feelings. Heart Rain, fluttering all over the floor, moistens the feeling of lovesickness. The moment the love touched the cheek, there was a feeling of happiness overflowing. The hazy eyes turn into the lingering around your fingers in a moment. Maybe it was the previous life agreement that made our emotions experience twists and turns before we got acquainted and fell in love with each other in this life. The following days were full of romance, which made each other happy with each other and mutual affection, made a promise of love. After experiencing the ups and downs of emotions, facing the fate that can not be met, facing deep love and deep love, why don’t I cherish the warm feelings after the storm? Living in this complicated world, a red line of the old man under the moon strung two loving hearts and began to hold hands with each other. How happy, sweet and hopeful the two men and women are in love. People in the world of mortals always look forward to having an eternal love, hoping to stay together forever, hope life and death. Meet rocks crumble, End of Time. To death to make silk, wax torch Ashes tears. How many lovers in the world of mortals have ever promised an oath of love? How many lovers have ever made sweet promises in the world of mortals? Making a promise of love is really fascinating and disoriented. When we make a promise of love, maybe we don’t know that there are still many changes in our future life, and there are still many factors that cannot realize our promise, commitment will change along with the change of time and space. Those fragile promises, like the lonely leaves swaying in the wind, can not stand the test of time, space or material. In today’s materialistic society, it is really hard to say how long you can love someone. How long can a promise of love last? How long can a given love last? Maybe time can really dilute and change everything. The promise once made and the dream weaved painstakingly in my heart finally blew away by the wind. How many people can keep the promise until the end? And that beautiful fairy tale can only become a secret hidden deep in my heart. Marriage is the world of two people, and it is the combination of two people with totally different thoughts, characters, concepts and characters. This requires us to irrigate this beautiful flower with our heart. If you really love a person, you don’t need to make too many promises. To fulfill the promise with actions is far more beautiful than verbal promises. We only want a stable, comfortable and peaceful home for the promise of love. When we were kids, our original and purest promises were nothing more than hooking fingers, pulling hooks and hanging ourselves, and never changing for one hundred years. Commitment has its weight, either as light as a feather or more important than Mount Tai. To love a person, what you need is not commitment, but more dedication and responsibility. When you love and care for this emotion with your heart, time will give you the most real commitment. The pledge of love between lovers is to trust each other and cherish each other’s rare love. In my opinion, the tacit understanding of lovers should be the tacit understanding of soul, and the promise of lovers should be the promise of life and death, which is by no means the setting sun on the sea and clouds in the sky. The vicissitudes of the world are changing and the world of mortals is changing. Don’t expect others’ promises, and don’t expect life to give us too little feedback. I thought that only by helping each other can we share our sufferings and see the true feelings on the rough road, this is the promise of lovers love. True love has to pay a price. When giving promises to others, please give a sincere heart to keep all your promises away from false feelings and abandon cheating and perfunctory, let each other see the most sincere side. As long as we are sincere to each other and everyone gives their inner integrity, a promise can warm the whole world. You give the promise a smile, and the promise will give you a hug. In the long river of life, life is short and fleeting. We are all passers-by of time, and what belongs to us is only a short life in a hurry. We not only enjoy the grace of the stars, but also laugh at the beauty of the Moon flowers, but also appreciate the rugged hardships, plain loneliness, and too many promises make our hearts tired and tired, how can easily commitment? How can we easily give up our promise? If destined, there is no need to promise true love, A warm word, a touch of looking forward to your eyes, the promise of your fingertips, your heart will float far away with you, you are me, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love it is a dream if love is an empty scene, the sad and beautiful love has been deeply planted. Even if love is a dream, even if love is an empty scene, waiting for your next life, the promise at your fingertips, the promise at your fingertips, the promise at midnight, listen to music, after listening repeatedly and listening to the promise of fingertips for countless times, a Mao, a popular online singer from Wenzhou, Zhejiang province, showed his passion, which was full of strong appeal, I was moved by the attachment to love conveyed in the song, and my heart couldn’t calm down at night for a long time. The clouds were hazy and the rain was hazy. I sat alone in front of the window and felt the tranquility belonging to this city. I looked at the world of the world of mortals, the wind and rain, the sorrow, the flashing lights and the ups and downs in my heart. Love is the eternal myth, always pouring out beautiful legends. The sky is not old, love is also long, love is difficult, hate is also long. The vast sea of people, the world of mortals rolling, your smile, we met beautifully. The dance which was tied to the fingertips in a square inch of land kept spinning, and the ten fingers kept playing on the keyboard. The beating notes tightly tied the two hearts which were originally strange from all over the world. The love that met in the mountains and waters, with red words, is hard to tell the heart of thousands of attachment, thousands of tender feelings. Heart Rain, fluttering all over the floor, moistens the feeling of lovesickness. The moment the love touched the cheek, there was a feeling of happiness overflowing. The hazy eyes turn into the lingering around your fingers in a moment. Maybe it was the previous life agreement that made our emotions experience twists and turns before we got acquainted and fell in love with each other in this life. The following days were full of romance, which made each other happy with each other and mutual affection, made a promise of love. After experiencing the ups and downs of emotions, facing the fate that can not be met, facing deep love and deep love, why don’t I cherish the warm feelings after the storm? Living in this complicated world, a red line of the old man under the moon strung two loving hearts and began to hold hands with each other. How happy, sweet and hopeful the two men and women are in love. People in the world of mortals always look forward to having an eternal love, hoping to stay together forever, hope life and death. Meet rocks crumble, End of Time. To death to make silk, wax torch Ashes tears. How many lovers in the world of mortals have ever promised an oath of love? How many lovers have ever made sweet promises in the world of mortals? Making a promise of love is really fascinating and disoriented. When we make a promise of love, maybe we don’t know that there are still many changes in our future life, and there are still many factors that cannot realize our promise, commitment will change along with the change of time and space. If you don’t have enough confidence and courage to realize everything you said, don’t say it out easily. What you promised is not as simple as it was. Those fragile promises, like the lonely leaves swaying in the wind, can not stand the test of time, space or material. In today’s materialistic society, it is really hard to say how long you can love someone. How long can a promise of love last? How long can a given love last? Maybe time can really dilute and change everything. The promise once made and the dream weaved painstakingly in my heart finally blew away by the wind. How many people can keep the promise until the end? And that beautiful fairy tale can only become a secret hidden deep in my heart. Marriage is the world of two people, and it is the combination of two people with totally different thoughts, characters, concepts and characters. This requires us to irrigate this beautiful flower with our heart. If you really love a person, you don’t need to make too many promises. To fulfill the promise with actions is far more beautiful than verbal promises. We only want a stable, comfortable and peaceful home for the promise of love. When we were kids, our original and purest promises were nothing more than hooking fingers, pulling hooks and hanging ourselves, and never changing for one hundred years. Commitment has its weight, either as light as a feather or more important than Mount Tai. To love a person, what you need is not commitment, but more dedication and responsibility. When you love and care for this emotion with your heart, time will give you the most real commitment. The pledge of love between lovers is to trust each other and cherish each other’s rare love. In my opinion, the tacit understanding of lovers should be the tacit understanding of soul, and the promise of lovers should be the promise of life and death, which is by no means the setting sun on the sea and clouds in the sky. The vicissitudes of the world are changing and the world of mortals is changing. Don’t expect others’ promises, and don’t expect life to give us too little feedback. I thought that only by helping each other can we share our sufferings and see the true feelings on the rough road, this is the promise of lovers love. True love has to pay a price. When giving promises to others, please give a sincere heart to keep all your promises away from false feelings and abandon cheating and perfunctory, let each other see the most sincere side. As long as we are sincere to each other and everyone gives their inner integrity, a promise can warm the whole world. You give the promise a smile, and the promise will give you a hug. In the long river of life, life is short and fleeting. We are all passers-by of time, and what belongs to us is only a short life in a hurry. We not only enjoy the grace of the stars, but also laugh at the beauty of the Moon flowers, but also appreciate the rugged hardships, plain loneliness, and too many promises make our hearts tired and tired, how can easily commitment? How can we easily give up our promise? If destined, there is no need to promise true love, A warm word, a touch of looking forward to your eyes, the promise of your fingertips, your heart will float far away with you, you are me, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love it is a dream if love is an empty scene, the sad and beautiful love has been deeply planted. Even if love is a dream, even if love is an empty scene, waiting for your next life, the promise at your fingertips, the promise at your fingertips, the promise at midnight, listen to music, after listening repeatedly and listening to the promise of fingertips for countless times, a Mao, a popular online singer from Wenzhou, Zhejiang province, showed his passion, which was full of strong appeal, I was moved by the attachment to love conveyed in the song, and my heart couldn’t be calm for a long time. Like (prose editor: dancing alone with rain) 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…

Ju a handful of ink fragrance, printing and dyeing familiar fragrance overflows

Ju a handful of ink fragrance, printing and dyeing familiar fragrance overflows

The autumn wind came slowly, the shadows of the trees were swaying, and there were butterflies flying lightly, marking a beautiful color. In the late autumn sky, there was a faint fragrance of chrysanthemum, and the weeping willows in the north were dancing in the autumn wind with a tired and heroic posture. The morning glow decorated the North Country into a poetic palace, and the literati were floating from the distant sky with a magic pen. The whole sky seemed to be a piece of spiritual propaganda full of lines of poetry. If you touch it lightly with your hand, a few beautiful lines of poetry will fall down, and the wet autumn dew will shine on the Willow Bank, the grass beside the road is still so moist and adorable! In the golden autumn and October, the cold wind began to rustle. But I just sit here and fall into permanent memories, shaking down the wind chimes of time? I know this season belongs to harvest, and it is a season to annotate life with sweat to gain joy. I like to walk around the city without fear in the face of the cool autumn wind like now. Raise your head casually, count the green leaves one by one, or taste the noise of flowers and listen to the breeze in the boundless wilderness. Mountains also pleasure, water pleasure! Autumn october, road dust, leaves will outlaw will Yellow. It rained last night and wet all the streets. Moon, hanging night sky. I have been composing my own poems in my own way, but I always feel that there are always some sentences between the lines that can satisfy myself and make others appreciate. So when I was free, I would record those paragraphs that might flash. The yellowish tone of the handwriting just accords with my aesthetic appreciation. I only think that the more old things are, the more sad and beautiful vicissitudes are! The wind is telling, sometimes soaring, sometimes quiet. Irrelevant memories gradually become clear in the deep heart. There are always feelings that wind and rain fill the West Building, as if implying something! Looking up at the sky, there are stars. Recalling these wonderful past, warm and happy. The days I spent with you are both ordinary and romantic. Through the four seasons, passing by the spring, what changes is solar terms, and what remains unchanged is my eternal gaze at you. Along the way, I was delighted and intoxicated. Every day I accompany you, I have left unforgettable memories and a series of unforgettable joyful laughter. The beautiful scenery along the way has been collected in my life, join your heart and become eternal. Looking back, what impressed me most was the virtual network, which shaped the real you and me! In autumn when the wind is high and the air is cool, I am used to the weather full of cold wind in the daytime. The night is bleak, and the intuition clothes are thin. Standing on the street where the wind blew, listening to the low north wind. Silent streets, dim yellow street lamps cannot shine on the high night sky. Walking alone, I heard the car whistling in the distance and felt the wind passing by my ears. I often sit in front of the window and see the outside world. The green forest, the towering rockery, the parked vehicles and the passers-by were even staring at each other without any relaxation. I only felt that there was only blank in my mind at that time, pretending to be happy, hiding it from others, but not from myself. I know that I can continue like this until everything becomes irrelevant to myself! The fragrance of flowers in the courtyard was condensed, and the intoxicating fragrance encouraged the continuous yearning. The autumn wind rustled the petals scattered all over the floor, with various poses and colors, scattering light yellow, the moon was as cold as Frost, the night was as lonely as me, the invisible friendship, the endless words of heart, and how much clear and light the thoughts were like the wind. The natural and unrestrained taste of life is sweet and mellow, and the little things between you and me are arranged into beautiful fairy tales, which are filled with the fragrance of encounter in each other’s life. The vast sea of people, gathering and separating, have a sincere distant view, I look for your fragrance with beautiful expectations! May the breeze carry my wishes until your window, and I sincerely pray that you will always be happy! I often think silently, in the vast sea of people, I met you, you met me; I missed you, who did you pay attention to; Who accompanied me for a while, who do you spend your whole life? Walking along the way, I will meet many people. You may accompany me for a stop, you may just be a passer-by, so there are many commas left in my life, one comma for a period of experience; A relationship is a comma; A period of giving a comma, countless commas waiting, just waiting for the final end! Sitting at the beginning of the cool autumn, the involuntarily surging of thoughts and the lonely night blended the strands of ties into the deep yearning! Click the keys, and quickly look for those moments, like waves aroused by small stones, circle after circle, wave after wave, passing through, light and shallow years. Whether the flowers scattered in the bleak autumn night are still fragrant secretly, waiting for the beauty of meeting and the sadness of parting. I was still chanting the song of Peach Blossom Temple of the master of Peach Blossom Temple when I stepped into middle age, but I still thought how loose I was. Today, I write down these words for you with my deepest truth in my heart. I hope that one day you can understand that you are the most beautiful encounter in the world of mortals! Good things are just some subtle care, and I am grateful. Those flowers and plants in the garden are also swaying the dance of autumn, all because of the wind! Today last year, I met you here. It was only because of your humorous cells that we cherish each other. You and I have the same language. I remember that it was also a sunny day. I was deeply admired by your talent, and I stopped listening because I recited your humorous words, at that time, I was afraid that I would disturb the morning bird at night and break such a quiet and poetic mood. My heart entered the Holy Land, which was an inexplicable excitement and expectation, who designed such words? Let me meet you in the world of mortals. Who designed such a fate? Let me meet you in the ink fragrance. For many days and nights, I was still enjoying myself for that beautiful encounter, and occasionally I felt inexplicable excitement for this late encounter! October and autumn, for me, is the beauty of encounter and the season of harvest friendship. Three years ago, I met him happily. Three years later, I saw him off with tears in my eyes. However, in my hopeless years, fate made you and me have an indissoluble bond. What surprised me was that the day I met you was actually one day. So today is my unforgettable day, and I will always remember it in my heart. Stepping on the Sunshine, let the wind gently stroke my body, kiss my cheek, breathe the sweet air, and fill my heart with the fragrance of this season, may I go to the most affectionate date with this season every year. When the prosperity is gone, I still have the most beautiful memory! I sat quietly in the autumn, opened my heart quietly, let all the days I had experienced walk calmly, and opened all the chapters I didn’t write well frankly. There is also the memory soaked by tears, the promise of the enzyme accumulated in the heart corner, and then arrange the cold sun to make this beautiful season read. Looking through the past memory, I suddenly felt that I didn’t write the place I should write, but the place I shouldn’t write wasted a lot of ink. Maybe life can’t afford this kind of unnecessary consumption? Maybe you really can’t give me another chance to repair the past years? Then I can only treat my future well and dress up everything I face! Every time when the moonlight was in the sky, I would sit by the window quietly, let the night wind touch my face gently, raise my eyes and count the stars of the moon night, and lift my concerns. Looking at your direction, the moment I think of you, my heart is dyed fragrant like chrysanthemum and holy like wind. Often, I will fill my heart with this caring mood! In the quiet night, there was no wind or rain, and a crescent moon outside the window was looking at me in the distance. The dim light, a few messy papers, a cup of fragrant tea and a pen that had accompanied me for many years were enough. Looking at the sky from afar, the night was dark. A few whistles in the dark night could remind me of many dusty past events! The night is very quiet and beautiful. The autumn wind gently blows the flowing clouds, rolling out the wisps of clouds in the night sky, like melancholy wrinkles, full of the sky. The tranquil Moonlight is dyed with sadness; The loneliness of the wind is swaying the lingering in the heart. At such a moment, I am destined to dream. Tap the keyboard to enjoy a lonely life, thinking of your heart shuttling through the moonlight. I opened the window of my heart gently, walked into the Palace of spring slowly with my care for you far away, and quietly flowed through the sky of spring. The wind blows, the fragrance spreads, the flying thoughts are light and fragrant, and the quiet heart unconsciously steps in the direction of finding you. I know, under the distant night sky, there is a pair of warm eyes watching! Some flowers are blooming. Some dreams begin to be full of colors. Stand in the monotonous October chewing life. Familiar gradually becomes strange, and no familiar can be found in unfamiliar. There are you, me and her in the story. After all, you can’t get close to the happiness of life. Let those feelings frozen deep in the soul become the eternal memory of recalling life. Standing in the thin October and watching, I was speechless for a moment, staying quietly on the ground and looking up at the sky. Seeing the thoughts spreading all over the sky, the sigh like the tide, like the ripples of the lake, could not leave away the sadness of loss after all. I saw loneliness gliding in the moonlight, and my long thoughts extended to the distant place of the season! Plain but no wonder, quiet and sound, this is a song about time. Heart, sometimes is redundant. People are sometimes silent. The ebb and flow are wandering and turning to how many lines of poetry and how much sorrow, and the things that cover my eyes are always sad. In fact, I am very happy, because I am surrounded by warm friendship, but I just want to give myself a free sky. There are some things in life, not because you can’t see or feel them, but because you can feel them. Behind the mysterious veil is your soul, so I don’t have the heart to touch it, because I know that you have your own world, about words, just tell the mood at this time, I am not good at making promises, because I respect my promise! Thanks to the network platform for the beautiful encounter. In the golden autumn and October, we are looking forward to the same harvest. Beautiful Encounter, brewing wine, looking forward to it, you and I convey care and greetings. The beautiful encounter, the root of missing, the autumn wind starts, and turns each other’s Heart Lake to crumpled. We share a common pray. Natural communication is performed in the world of mortals. We hope to cherish each other for a long time and write a rich and rich Spring and Autumn period. Every time when you are not here, I wander in the plain light, and you are the untouchable fiber nerve in my hands. Only in such a night, in such a lonely silence, in front of the moonlight on the ground, I enjoyed the indifferent and blurred bloom! The wind gently curses my long hair and flatters my tenderness, pouring my thoughts towards the moon. Gently and quietly in such a quiet night, I opened the window of memory again. The memory and sweetness I once had were still rippling and filling my full heart. Why does life always hide the most beautiful and sweet memory? Memory is a cluster of silent eyes. I am afraid of looking through and trying to close my eyes, but I can’t deceive myself. I am filled with every trace of you and me. The heart will tremble in the care, the love will spread, the tears will be like the water of Clear Spring, the trickle is endless, the tears are telling thousands of words! The night sky is vast and boundless, with a hook on the moon, and a few cold stars are scattered. The cold wind outside the window blew in with the coolness of autumn night. The past of memory deposits in the pen and ink, the former tenderness turns into a sad and beautiful poem, indulges the encounter between you and me in the red dust, and keeps the sentimental self in the long river of missing, supporting a long pole, driving a boat, wandering happily in the long river of turbulent years, the left bank is warm and sweet, and the right bank is sweet. It is hard to separate the affectionate call from the sea! Gathering can not replace the pain of parting, and memory can not bear the sadness in heart. My heart gradually became messy, staring at the Moonlight outside the window and sending a wish from afar. A paper of ink incense writes the story of Dream in October, integrates you into my words, bows a handful of ink incense, and prints the fragrance that you and I have known 2012.10.11 full of praise (prose editor: dancing alone with rain) spring elimination snow 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…

Send out shawls, feel free and cool to see the world

I like washing my hair very much, and I like the feeling that my wet hair is loose, I just like it very much! How to describe that feeling? I just think it is natural and free. Looking at my hair spreading unbridled, just like looking at the growth of flowers and green leaves unbridled, it is a feeling of freedom without imprisonment. In fact, everyone is born to yearn for freedom. They have dreamed of flying and imagined to fly freely in the sky like birds. After all, because we have no wings, we cannot feel the feeling of birds flying. Let our hearts have wings! In that way, even in the world, I feel it is heaven, which will be a natural and free feeling of freedom. I can’t remember clearly when I like to spread my hair apart. Sometimes, touching the extremely soft hair gently with my hands makes my heart feel carefree and relaxed at once. When I was a naive and brilliant little girl, at that time, I always imagined that when one day I grew up, I must also have beautiful long hair and spread it out. In my heart at that time, it seemed that the beautiful long hair was the symbol of women’s beauty. I envied the beautiful woman in the TV with black and bright hair. At that time, I only thought it was so beautiful! What is beauty? As I grow older, my opinions on beauty gradually begin to be different. For example, I used to think that a beautiful appearance is beautiful, but now I think that one’s inner cultivation is also crucial. A person with appearance but no connotation is empty. Only when appearance and soul complement each other at the same time is the real beauty. I am not a very beautiful woman, but I am eager to make myself beautiful. I will love beauty like other girls. Long hair is a kind of nostalgia for beauty in childhood. That kind of gentle and gentle feeling like water, like old wine, will make you drunk, and your drunk eyes are misty. Beauty makes people enchanted. When you wait and see from a distance, when you look closer and closer, the smell is mellow, which will make people involuntarily moved. What should it be like when it penetrates the water, the wet feeling and the incomparable cool feeling? It should be like a fish swimming freely in the water! That is a feeling of freedom, that is a feeling of ethereal beauty. Bathing makes people feel relaxed. The body that penetrates through the water is like a piece of jade, which makes people feel extremely comfortable. There is always such a moment, there is always such a wonderful feeling, which only belongs to the person who feels. Bathing and changing clothes, brushing off the dust on the body to obtain the purity of the soul. Women like lotus. They don’t like to be contaminated with dirt. They all like to touch water and the feeling of purity after bathing. The ancients said: out of the silt but not dyed, Zhuo Qinglian but not demon. This one is Lotus. The Old Man of Ailian wrote down poems which were handed down from ancient times to present. From then on, Lotus also began to become people’s yearning for beauty. Pure Lotus, elegant lotus, women can also be like Lotus, but it is not easy to really brush away the dust of the soul? The dust of the body can be easily removed, while the dust of the soul needs to be sublimated in thinking and constantly enriching itself. The nobleness and cleanness of Lotus makes people yearn for, and the character of Lotus is also noble and elegant. In Buddhism, Lotus is a symbol of sanctity, which shows people’s incomparable love and admiration for Lotus. After washing my hair, bathing and dressing, I felt extremely cool immediately. This is a very comfortable feeling, and the whole body is very carefree. Sitting by the window alone, blowing the warm wind of summer afternoon, I suddenly felt a little high. When walking in the secular world, everyone will feel tired, tired, or contaminated by too many things, we might as well take a hot bath, that will make us feel extremely relaxed. How ideal it is to be a clean person! I was blowing the warm summer wind by the window, and my long hair fluttered with the wind, which was an extremely comfortable feeling. Maybe, I am also a little tired! I felt a little tired and occasionally enjoyed the wind. This music, this quiet and very comfortable feeling, at that moment, I felt relaxed and comfortable. All the burdens can be put down at that moment, and the cumbersome things will only increase the load of our hearts. It’s time to relax and live such a tranquil life. The dust hid in the corner, and what was clean was our hearts. Touch the water gently with both hands, how beautiful it is! We are improving little by little and improving little by little. I walked to the window and took a deep breath. I suddenly felt that the air was really good. Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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. 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