Rain, thinking

Rain, thinking

Tonight, the drizzle is quiet, the pillow is a song of love flowing far away, and the dream is full of love waves. In the summer night, there is no wind and quiet waves, the light rain is falling down without thoughts, the heart is also like a lonely rain curtain, and there is no floating, and the little rain lines gather together to form a stream, everything is still safe. The difference is that the former sweet and sweet is being washed away by the drizzle layer by layer, passing through the warm heart, and flowing to the strange corner reluctantly. On the beach of rainy night, with an umbrella and a full body of moonlight, I strolled slowly on the gray coast, letting the quiet sea water swing around, circling the ripples in my heart. The coast is also permeated with orange light shadow and light warm fog curtain. The coconut trees on the shore are still standing high without asking the cold and warm, and the tropical plants are also developing wide leaves specially, with his jumping mind, he gathered the naughty raindrops in the orange light, pouring out his missing and sorrow carefully. The vicissitudes of the fleeting years are finally wandering between hope and disillusionment, and ruthlessly carving the rib of the years. Everything is so warm and peaceful, lonely person! Please don’t worry about the rain any more, don’t pray for the gentle comfort of the drizzle, open your palm to feel the truth of the rain, feel the flowing stream of the rain line, and open the rain curtain that hurts you, dip your finger into a drop of Qinxiang color, redye your life, smooth the astringent waves, and keep a quiet fragrance alone, which makes the sad night rain take away the annoyance in your heart and refresh the stranger road of Ming Dynasty. The coolness of the rain fell on my heart, which was more or less peaceful and soft. I also rushed away the full sadness, shook my head reluctantly, frowned and picked up the bitter smile at the corners of my mouth, following the old creases, slowly calm the mind to comfort the deep or shallow ravines. There is no loss or gain, but I still want to be lucky. At least life selflessly gives me happy and passionate moments, although it is as short as a gorgeous party in the long river of life, short and dazzling, but its aftertaste is enough to make me chew this life, thank life for giving me another happy fantasy, and make my Wings of Hope insert strong and colorful sails, flying over a beautiful and sweet slide. The drizzle murmured, the rain fell gently, the music converged into trickle, thousands of hammer hit, evolved a constant law, things have no desire to do, and let nature take its course. No matter how colorful, passionate and touching the stage is, it will eventually be the fate of gorgeous fireworks and clouds. The helplessness of reality has been doomed to an eternal and lonely fact. The sound of rain at night, picked up the thread of memory, lingering thoughts, pieced together a little bit of fragments, rendered the air full of reverie colors, missed you in the moonlight, picked a light of wine and green, put on a purple dance dress, let the fragrance of roses comfort my loneliness, and use red wine to fly and dance with all my thoughts. The lingering rainy night! The blue sea is boundless and the fine sand is surging, but it can not shake the sorrow on the other side. By the window and the fence, you can sing and drink alone. That dreamy person! It seems that I pass on my love to the moon, or I see the moon smiling and charming, which is my deep love, yearning and blessing. Tonight, the drizzle is quiet, with a lovesickness flowing far away, rubbing the love of children, putting the people far away into the unruly illusion, accompanying me to dream, the Rainbow on the horizon! The long drizzle for us to meet! Weave the bridal chamber for our seclusion. Light songs and skirts dance all night long, rolling in the world of mortals, thinking about the moon in front of the window on a rainy night, the Dream Sea leaves and boats are free and carefree. 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. 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I am too tired of love

In life, there are always some people and things that make us feel annoying. However, no matter how annoying it is, it does not mean those people. Those things are ugly. The feeling of hate always belongs to us. Maybe when we want to separate with those people and things, we will suddenly find that the originally hated things have beauty that we have never found before, could not help but some give up. Inscription the May Day holiday came and went in a hurry. Year after year, the last May Day holiday seemed to have just left in a hurry, and a new May Day holiday was ushered in. Facing the coming of this May Day holiday, my feelings are very different from those of the previous ones. Yesterday, the holiday started in the afternoon. For long-term resident students, the May Day holiday made them excited to the extreme. The break in the morning was full of excitement. Everyone liked to chat together during the original break, but yesterday, we couldn’t see the figure around the door of the classroom, the only thing we could see, that is to say, they are busy packing things, and they can even see someone leaving school with his luggage before finishing class. After school in the morning, the excitement in the campus became stronger. Some people were busy dressing up themselves, some were busy packing their luggage, and some were busy looking for teachers to sign the application for leaving school. They were in a hurry, there is an endless stream in the campus. After dinner, I went to the computer in the classroom and sat down. I was busy writing the essay that teacher Wang asked me to write for the competition. There were still classmates running out of the window from time to time. However, perhaps because I soon integrated with words, I ignored everything outside the window. When I finished writing, I suddenly found that it was quiet outside the window. Those anxious figures had no idea when they disappeared. I stood up slowly, walked to the window and extended my eyes to the playground. The playground was still busy in the morning, and at that moment, there was no one left. So I focused my eyes on the flowers and trees on the campus. The sunshine in April is still bright. Those flowers, green grass and trees dance with the wind in the sun, making them particularly energetic. It makes my heart warm. Standing quietly in front of the window for a while, I boarded qq again to send the essay to teacher Wang’s mailbox. Soon after I boarded, I received the message from the head teacher, her news warmed my heart. She asked me to visit her house and told me that if it was convenient for me to go to her new website, it would be convenient to ask questions when studying. I know the reason why the head teacher asked me to come to her house to play was that I worried that I couldn’t bear the loneliness. Before and after the first few May Day holidays, I was sad and could not bear the loneliness that others could go home, but I couldn’t go home because I was far away from home. I remember once when I heard the news of the May Day holiday, I was in a sad state. I didn’t concentrate in class, just like a pool of mud, lying on the table feebly. The homework was also done at random, and a test paper which had never been seen before was created, full of red forks. At that time, I was so anxious that the head teacher asked me to go to the office. However, when I arrived at the office, I was still in a muddle. No matter what the head teacher asked, I didn’t say a word, which made the head teacher open his eyes. On the day of the holiday, when my classmates packed up their luggage and left school beautifully dressed, My mood was even worse. Even in class, I couldn’t help crying endlessly on the table, which affected the mood of the head teacher in class. After the holiday, the head teacher always asked me to take me to some places to play and help me pass the May Day holiday. Because of this holiday, I suddenly felt nothing lonely, I feel enough with my parents’ greetings from afar, dancing, writing, art and books. Therefore, I understood the kindness of the head teacher, refused her again and again, and told her that I was very good at school. After she promised me with half confidence, I couldn’t help feeling excited when I remembered my instant change. It was a pleasant afternoon at school. I accompanied teacher Yu who lived in the school to go shopping together. Happy, I forgot how long we went shopping on Earth. I only remembered that it was on when we went out, and when we came back, we hurried back under the street light under the rain. At that time, I was going to buy my favorite mango and then go back to school, but I haven’t walked to the fruit beach yet. Some raindrops suddenly fell from the sky. We didn’t bring umbrellas, so we went back to school without buying Mango. On my way back to school, I also complained that the rain stopped me from buying mangoes. As the school gate was approaching, the rain was getting heavier and heavier. Teacher Yu asked me to hurry up. But instead of speeding up my pace, I slowed down a bit. I smiled and said to teacher Yu: I haven’t walked in the rain for a long time. In fact, walking in the rain is also a kind of enjoyment of life. The reason why I want to do this is that I hear it quickly, think of the speed of time, think of my upcoming graduation, this May Day holiday is my last one in school, I can’t help but feel a little reluctant. You can feel happy walking in the rain. There have been so many May Day holidays. Perhaps, I have prepared a lot of life enjoyment for me, but I have been buried by my hate for May Day holidays! Maybe, no matter how annoying you are, you also like it in this disgusting way, but you are forbidden by the disgusting feeling under your feet until the annoying thing will leave you, the feeling of hate will also disappear from our hearts. The feeling of love banned by Qin is free, which gives us a feeling of unwillingness to hate the things we once hated. 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. 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