Missing Qing Huan

The above words are not casual, without special instructions. You in this article can be someone, or a period of youth. Deliberate is unnecessary. For example, to meet a person, what kind of meeting and what kind of scene are not fixed numbers. As for dreams and life beyond dreams, there are many ways to express their fullness but disharmony, while only one or none can be understood. I pray in my heart, the appearance is in circulation, and I am left after layers, and I am cool with the fireworks. I envied the long-time life of self-destruction, no disturbance, and peace. If there must be gains and losses, then I would rather leave persistence. Dark attachment, deep coexistence. When the sun is warm, you should walk, walk out of yourself, walk into that light. My heart is passivated and slow, it’s just me. Not like you. = I heard the fireworks explosion for a moment, but the picture in front of me did not match. Hubbub, clamor. However, I looked up and saw a small gray smoke cluster appearing out of thin air, with the blue sky as the background. I was still moved. After being empty for a long time, the memory of years and months will fade. The essence of meaningless virtual prosperity is born in the heart, but then it is separated from it. All the derivatives are public and not close to the aura. As for forgetting, it cannot be said. Lonely and lonely is another self. I am on this dust, and I care about it day by day., sleep all night long, born in life, there is nothing to say, or, it is inherent fear or autism. Formal feelings are no different from a person who is eating noodles and lamenting that life is down and out. But in the heart, there is no need for form. Just like repeating classes every day, communicating with others, but not knowing what you want, this is a kind of sorrow, the nothingness of a person sighing at night. When I finally realized that my dream was not ideal, I began to feel that a bowl of porridge was many times more practical than the future. For a while, it was difficult to walk away and break, unable to go on or stop. What was needed was only delivery. Another self in another world must shine brightly as people live happily. Things and people themselves are just expressions, which can be seen and judged by others. However, the more secret self always belongs to the heart, which cannot be said or declared to others. What I see is just a kind of existence, a connection with others, not the real world, because I can’t feel it, not deep enough. On the contrary, there is a huge world in the heart, which can feel, experience, belong to oneself, closed and harmonious. Therefore, it is impossible for any two people to live together in the same world, only matter and body. It is others who are obscure, gloomy and glamorous. After walking for a long time, it’s sunny and autumn Good is also a kind of unique meaning, and the process of one’s own life is simple and clear. Morning, evening, night. It is perfect to express and narrate. There are three substances left in my spare time: tobacco, wine and tea. If you investigate the root of it, just like it. Time is far away, and time is full of love. From one end of the garden to the other end, the grass lowered its head, silent autumn moon. It must know how to be humble and tolerant, silent for a winter, and then swaggering in the spring breeze. In my opinion, this is also the coexistence of interest. But I still can’t be humble and tolerant. People themselves are illusions, living in the name of love and enjoying themselves in the name of life. But there is not enough self-knowledge and intelligence to adapt to the loneliness in my heart. Love is the empty persistence and delivery, but if you don’t understand me, I will be bright and beautiful and in vain. Walking is a kind of inborn desolation and light, and the material is nearly Rare. All the way down, you can see things nearby. You don’t have to think about yourself, write down the moving people and events, and enrich yourself. Feet not necessarily Moss Guxiang, life not way poetic down. So don’t absorb, perceive and hide in the heart. Adapt to all kinds of noisy and stale scenes, tear, push, shout, hand in hand, Kiss, copulation. These are gathered in the inner heart, and there is no intersection but they are still clear. Love and preference are both desires, naked Yes, with the signs of sex, Twining, stroking, seclusion, asking for each other, deep flesh and blood. However, for a moment, I was not myself. Annie said: only when people bear and understand the pain and shadow, can they truly understand the pure and self-contained light printed by them. Shadow and pain are not born. How much can be understood does not need to be experienced. There is no need to fill the painful experience with the life of auto disturbance. And I know what I have met over the years, I should be happy to meet some of them. Let me begin to understand my heart that the world there is not competing for calculation. I have never said that this society does not conform to me, but I am just afraid of the harm it gives inadvertently. Some things are not good in nature. But I still treat people with warmth, receive things and. I just want to be steadfast. People are not equal in life. Some people go abroad to study abroad and show off in the grandstand. Some people face difficulties in life and are on the edge. I think I still understand suffering a little more. I understand the difficulty of getting sick but having no money to cure it very early. Some things will never be forgotten in my life and must be experienced. Life is awkward, bitter, separated relatives, dilapidated, mocked and bullied. If there must be a word to describe these lives, I just want to say: The only thing I can do is to cultivate my inner heart. Deep, let it contain all this, let me forget. For me, memory is poison, and it is the eternal pain of life. No one will always belong to himself, and no one will really understand another person. Because they live different lives and experience their own happiness and hardship. So, if you don’t understand me, I don’t blame you. I have undertaken some sufferings and shadows, but there is no limit to understanding. Therefore, I do not understand the pure and self-contained light printed on it, as Anne said. However, one day I will also have such intelligence. Understanding darkness is not only self-encouragement in heart and form, but also a desire to deceive oneself and others. With penetrating power, it cannot be repeated. The moonlight in the night before the Mid-Autumn Festival was cold, and it seemed that many years ago, I always remembered the moving. There was once a night when I waited for the moonlight together, which was a starting point of one day. At that time, I stood up and pulled open the curtain. The window flowers on the glass had nice lines and my fingers drew a small circle. Then the light stabbed into the room. At that time, I was moved only to share it with someone. Later, after a long time, I found that I was stupid at that time, and maybe I had more attachment to the emotion that I didn’t talk to others. Just like an old song, it is only suitable for a person to listen quietly. Affectionate and speechless, it seemed to hear the sigh of the old years in the space where the fingers were stretching. The words that were full of emotion at that time were settled down here, drawing a heavy ending. And those exiled people must also need their souls to return to their hometowns, so as to achieve perfect conversion. I will never come back to the places I have traveled, and I will never see the people I have seen. Sincerity and coldness confront each other, and we can’t tell where to go. In the story that time is heavy and we can’t bear it, we are innocent and old, and the ending is generally beautiful. The Moonlight makes you invisible. Which moment is yourself? Hear the night wind, broken. Longitudinal is waning. END Ann zi chen. 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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