Miss you, don’t complain about divorce

Miss you, don’t complain about divorce

A pot of wine laugh thousand Cup, half round moon see reunion. Tonight drinking alone day thing, where smoke Fei what sad. Love Rain, hate worried, Cold Heart empty through. Wine diaphragm song has ba chang, my soul dream broken. Blame King payed, is v heartbroken. Tear drops look back, empty Sijun, empty blame ruler over. Blame you, blame you, hate love, hate you. -Paper: fencing sparsely late into the night silence, below the moon shadow in waiting, guarding a yellow lamp, I static standing at a window, that moon. Looking back at the whole city, my heart is like smoke and rain. When the wind blows, I shake down the ground with mottled lovesickness and get drunk with the euphemism of words. I look forward to walking and cherishing with you in the deepest world of mortals and having a long. Long way, feeling distant, how much affection silk winding in the heart? Meaning earnestly, qing mian mian, love to the depths how much text into Psalms? Deep in the red, thousands of emotions, how many sentimentally attached? Zhichitianya, total formidable, only borrow Tang Feng Song Yu, your feelings, how much love? Zhichitianya, total formidable, only borrow Tang Feng Song Yu, you parts of cheng man paper style. I own prison, discouraged from that zhichitianya, brow daqingzi in contemplation, ten interlocking, gazing at, patches of red fall wind fly, let heart gradually pain getting cold. For a review, a stop, May is a meet, a turn round, a volatile cuff May is Tianya stranger, stand at the time of micro shore, looking back on this side of the time, vast Sea each a meet, are a beautiful, every discrete are a Exile, life is always in constant walking, how many people such as flowers and long in your necessary of intersection, if you get it, you will lose it. If you own it, you will forget it. No matter it is a light or grand farewell, don’t take away your memory, because any separation means that you are the end of the world and I am the corner of the sea. Flowers, flowers, occasional, separation, time will finally allow each other old, all causal will dust settles, attributed to calm. There was a sound of wind, a sadness of separation. Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, a deserted world, you become a passer-by thousands of miles away, I will find you thousands of miles away, perhaps, you have not remembered, perhaps, I have been redundant, two or two thoughts of the past is eventually a past. A V sadness, than yellow thin. Red Long, buried who deep love? Hidden bitterness whose eyes? I hope that I can’t wear the desolation of the end of the song, the curtain that cannot fall, the rain in this life, the wind in the past life, those unforgettable agreements, the infatuation that depends on each other for a lifetime, and the oath that will never be separated, that red-crowned final not regret commitment, final just years of a Fengying, just insubstantial objects in a dream. I sorrow, Wan tie the knot, and wind floating fragrance, I can only tile a stack of letter paper, twist a thin pen, put pen to paper between, past, scattered Ruoyun smoke. You and I will no longer is buckled, wine and song of young. Tonight, want to say to you: whether after everything sails, Red fall into array miserable, or make vain efforts in vain, on your still is yi dai jian kuan final not regret, lingering fixation. Can’t hold your hand, only fold a thin bone, pregnant with a few a few page Sujian, let unforgettable memories, scattered into think your sad. Dipped in ink is sorrow, writing is hurt, missing is poetry and tears are flowing, a thin paper of paper crumbles my delusion, the lingering sigh in my heart, how to write into my thin fleeting time? Love is always lost by lovesickness, and sorrow enters the third watch. Who dreams to clear sorrow together? Ningmou asked month? Remember? A paper ink, once clear whose eyes? A curtain of debris, and fuzzy who sight, all beautiful encounter, even cannot draw a beautiful circle, why love is so thin? So shallow? Closed eyes, softly sigh,-petals scattered branches, stir screen-up, broken all over your sadness buried who deep love? Whose eyes did you complain about? Hope not to wear of closure desolate, not fall under of firecracker. By the window alone, let the wind blow, see the flowers falling, the flowers falling and falling, who once took whose hand? xiang yue life afterlife, snow on the wind took, empty leaning West Building, who of red dust, but the autumn recession, false sigh years into war. The prosperity has gone away, but I am still infatuated. It is a pity that I still can’t walk out of the oath of love for a beautiful encounter after wandering for several times. xi jun parting, chaos inch, forget departure, Song have been singing thousands of times, sings million times, has feel heartache move. After the night is dim, who is poetic. Summer Flowers tuning defeat, people to empty floor stay. The warm wind arrived late, and my heart was cold. Curtain outside wind, blowing dream without a trace. I hate leaving tonight, except when I come back. The sound of parting Xiao, the sound of urging again, walking is tears. Sijun, Yi King, miserable King know? Think of you very happy, happy sad, sad very sweet, because do not want to forget. The past oath of eternal love, the thunder of winter and the rain of summer are still lingering in my ears, but when I look back suddenly, your familiar figure can no longer be seen in the dim light. Moment of gentle, although youth moment, can engraved permanent. This moment of melancholy, although fleeting scene, but literary pieces eulogizing ancient. Xiangruyimo, Lakes worth mentioning, choice always such ruthless. It’s like a dream, and it’s also true or false. Since you can’t be together, you ‘d better forget it. In those years, we had shared the awards and the vicissitudes of people; Now, exactly, the residual flowers are only rewarded. I don’t want to give up in my heart, nor like sorrow, nor like wine, so I have to think of comfort. What I hope is that I will stay together for a long night and never separate. And now, yearn day and night, every night alone person. Or or. The prosperity of 3,000 thousand yuan is not enough for the endless bitterness of this life. The golden year is like a rock, but the sorrow and joy that cannot escape from the shackles of the world. Faint Cold month shallow, pouring silver lonely and grazed eyebrows cinnabar picturesque time, a few degrees long for into a cocoon, leaving a fragmented language. Secretly thoughts. The rustling plain strings were turned over, which drew the outline of sadness and sadness, and the fleeting years which were wiped lightly with tears in disorder. The flourishing age was numerous and complicated, with thousands of songs played on the sky and the cold clouds, sighing the beauty silently. Time went by, all that jazz. What is the world? A lifetime, a thought, a rain. Miss you, don’t complain about leaving. 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. 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In a dress summer

I like summer best, which can completely remove the fat, let the skin touch the nature closely, enjoy the cool wind in summer, feel the passionate Sun, experience the personal taste and share every detail of life. In summer, I heard cicadas singing and Thunder roaring; I ate sweet popsicles and drank cold beer. I went shopping with slippers and wore skirts to flatter myself. No one said you were artificial, let alone commented on your mix-and-match. There were only mutual appreciation among girls and mutual jealousy among women, the man’s enchanted eyes fluttered with the skirt, dreaming! In summer, I like to wear skirts, red and green, plain flowers and long and short ones; When I am young, I like short skirts because I can show my long legs and wear high heel sandals, attracting envious eyes, I also feel very beautiful. Now I am older and have a fat figure, which makes me lose confidence. I have more chances to wear pants, and occasionally I wear skirts, I can only travel longer and longer. The high heels feel tired, so I put on flats, which are kind of neither fowl nor fowl, but I don’t care about it. I don’t have the rate of turning around, so I have to wear them for myself, standing in front of the mirror, twist the waist of the bucket full of fat, beautiful, beautiful, contentment! On that day, when I went shopping, I suddenly saw a beautiful dress. I felt itchy but hesitated, because the color was too fancy. Considering my age, I didn’t want to make people laugh and pretend to be young. I gave up and continued to look for it, but I didn’t get it. I turned back and sold it. I felt a little lonely, and the long dress was deeply engraved in my heart. Looking at the swaying skirt on the street, I miss the long dress that I didn’t buy. Everything in the world is destined with people. When I meet it, it is destined, and yours is yours after all, if it is not yours, it will spare you. Maybe, when fate comes, it will meet you again around, letting you have it,,,,,,, believe in fate and know that you are the person in fate! Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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…

Pursuit

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