Summer War

Before I could taste the thick green, the seasonal wind unconsciously spread over the branches of summer, and a few yellow leaves came faintly, starting with the rain, I declare that this season is no longer waiting without the hot heat like fire. I don’t know how long my new will go lost, because in that unknown expectation, I have lost my original innocence, and a pale color has replaced the true color of my heart. A rain always passes through the deep heart secretly by accident. Drops hit the window and tap on the heart. The cold pain flows to every corner of the heart immediately, strolling on the campus or on the work car with sparse figures, watching the traces of rain raging through every life, it seems that everything has nothing to do with me, but everything seems to be closely related to me. Life doesn’t care about every thing that has changed, but the green that is still floating on the branch is originally the dream that I have been pursuing in my heart! Everyone could not grasp his destiny. In the short garden written by Cao Gong, those women walked through the midsummer in the mist of the world of mortals, and finally they didn’t know whether the flowers fell or the people died. I only appreciate the Xiangyun from the east of Xiangjiang River to Chu Yunfei. What kind of enduring heart does it have under the bright and pure appearance, and there is no lament for the secular world and misfortune in my own world, deducting your own beautiful moments, think carefully, who is not like this? Life is full of wind and rain. Life is originally struggling one after another in helplessness. Repeating the sorrow of fate one after another is the mission and the initial promise. In the reflection of the left hand and the right hand, let the pale cover the footsteps once pursued. Looking at the fine lines in my hands, I don’t think whether the persistence in the past is a kind of sorrow, nor predict the future guard. But in the deep sea of feelings, can I still have a deep look back? If we can’t grasp this life, then let’s drink wine and look forward to the afterlife. On the way to the afterlife, I will definitely not be alone! In the silence at that moment, I understood that although it was good to pursue perfection all our life, none of us could stop which intersection appeared in fate, just like the birth of meitiya, Pandora’s Magic Box is destined to appear, but I would rather believe that it is the embodiment of love and beauty, painful and happy! Like (prose editor: Rain dancing alone) 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…