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[Heart mark] Not everyone who passes by can know each other, nor everyone who knows each other can know each other. I have been asking myself that I have been wandering in the Internet for so many years, coming and going, walking and coming, and I have already been used to seeing all the water Moon and mirror flowers. I have been ambiguous and warm. But I have never been hurt by the Internet or crazy for you like now. Sometimes there will be a lot of depression if it cannot be suppressed, but I can’t figure out why there are so many people coming and going in the dust and smoke, but I only remember your agreement and keep your infatuation? The elegance that Jing Xiang met for the first time was clear like water in the bottom of his heart. At that time, you were just a passer-by who rode horses and traveled in Xinjiang, and I was just a passer-by in a hurry. We are not hometowns. You don’t belong to me, and I am not yours. The scattered loneliness is in full bloom at the fingertips all the time. However, those plain and leisurely words that slided through the night only added some amorous feelings to this bright screen. It’s still just a shallow shuttle, walking silently. Occasionally, there will be a faint feeling lingering, all with a simple ponder. No one will be allowed to have too many scenes in the fleeting time, just stay in the dusty world for a while. Come gently and walk quietly. Don’t touch a little bit of trouble, cold and casual. The Four Seasons flow outside the window. It was unexpected that the story had set a foreshadowing earlier. It is a kind of gentle poison to let yourself be as cold as ice and not invade, but still can’t escape the trick you gave me. The tender feelings grow quietly in time, and your warmth is the beginning of my willingness to fall. I really want to draw all these thoughts into the eyes of spring with a pen. In this way, even if one day we get lost in the flood of time, we can still find the trace that we once snuggled closely together. I also want to hold those colorful stories in my palm, and make a sincere wish in my heart, hoping that the time after many years can still burst into a sea of spring in my memory. However, the obsession of love in life has already become a constant commitment to each other in the bottom of my heart. Who can know how many deep and shallow emotions are carried by those countless morning and dusk together? [Mood] Time is always so tight and slow, standing at the end of September. Inadvertently, the soft and shallow dream is deeply embedded in the lovesick hairpin and folded into the scenery of the season. Recalling the first sight, you are as warm as spring and as deep as pool. You said I am the angel you were waiting for, and you said the moment was eternal. I sink myself in my loneliness. Time carving, time reincarnation. The wind is rolling and the flowers are broken, and the fragrance is a little thin. When you wake up at midnight with a cold winter, you have quietly lost your direction. I kept the dream you had ever been, and I was reluctant to leave. How many hatred, how many lovesickness. I am afraid of nothing, but nothing, and finally nothing. [Heartbreak] I, in the cold wind, walked into the fragrant garden and woke up with fallen leaves. Therefore, I saw my shadow trembling slightly on the cement floor. Memory of this thing is like fallen leaves, warm, growing, declining, and then turned into fallen leaves flying all over the sky, falling pieces. I, in the cold wind, tore my memory into pieces. Condensed into petals, flying, flying, dancing out of your own dance steps, turning into the starlight of your fingertips, calling out the attachment deep in your heart, flying, flying, spinning out of your own Tao Ran, the picture is drawn out to soothe the unforgettable thoughts, lingering, love, difficult to tie up, and messy. The flowers fly and the flowers fall, the snow blows without trace, the break is over, and the moment is gone, it is not love, it is not resentment, my attachment has been precipitated, there is no direction, The Wind Rises, I stand on the shore of the tide, there was only one turning distance between you and me all the time. I waved my hand and said goodbye to the clouds in the western sky. Then I woke up and it was already a fallen leaf. 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. 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