As time goes by, you in memory are still like yesterday.

As time goes by, you in memory are still like yesterday.

The breeze is gentle, the light autumn is slightly cool, the bright moon is like water, the sky and the moon whisper softly. The light Moonlight reflects my dusty memory for a long time. My thoughts like the breeze blend into my palpitations repeatedly. Time is like an hourglass, more than half of the time between the fingers, turning around and wandering in yesterday. The bright moon woke up my long-standing past. The prosperity is gone, the troubled times are gone, and in the dark, my years are destined to be dyed with loneliness. Looking at the fragmentary time slowly moving towards September, the light light autumn breeze blows through the countless thoughts between the eyebrows, youth is like the swaying trees in the wind, the outline of the circles, it records all the footprints of my growth, but leaves a series of sad and beautiful memories in the long river of my memory! The long time, all kinds of experiences, the world is unpredictable, through the duckweed all the way, quietly forgotten in the deep memory. Scenes of fleeting past filled my troubled dreams today. Your memory is still full of your figure, and the deepest part of your heart is still deeply treasured. A lifetime of encounter, a lifetime of gaze, I polished the beauty of encounter with you with the most devout and flexible words. I have always put you in the softest place in my heart. Recalling every minute you used to accompany, happiness remains, happiness remains. You are the warmth in my life, and you are the tie that I can’t leave behind in this life! Clear Sky, Autumn, thoughts rippling, feelings old in memories of the past wandering wound. The autumn wind in September, bleak, winding lonely steps, hurriedly came to me, my waking memory lingered in the desolate hubbub, lightly sniffing in a handful of withered fragrance of flowers, pushing open the cold window, listening to the falling scars of leaves, playing the game the lonely geese in the daytime and the wind dancing and circling empty, in the quiet and beautiful moonlight night, the sky was so bright that I couldn’t see the blue color of the sky when I was in the dark night. Listening to the sound of heartbreak, I was the only one thinking quietly and letting these helpless thoughts fly! Let these messy thoughts drift away in the night sky! During the journey of my life, I met many people who could make me happy. Some people will walk side by side with me to witness the ups and downs; Some people just get along with me for a short time. As time goes by, summer goes to autumn, some people will leave me, some will appear in another summer, and some will accompany me for many seasons. But what makes me feel most happy is that those who have blurred their faces but never gone away are still nourishing my roots with joy. That is the wonderful memories you left when you met me! Life like a dream, memories cantabile. World, human society billow. Years after years of ups and downs, how many smiles and sadness, with the flowing of the river of time, many people and things went to waste. But the relationship between me and you is just like the fragrance of aged wine, which is refreshing to the heart and lungs. Destined to meet, determined to know each other. In the vast sea of people, you and I can meet each other, get together, know each other, understand each other, and approach each other, which is really fate. In the coming and going of people, in the life journey of gathering and separating, you and I can meet each other, get together and meet again in different life tracks and hearts of different experiences, it can be said to be a kind of luck, fate is not always there, you and I should cherish this hard-won fate! Today, I read those pale title pages again. Looking back, perhaps, I didn’t know the beauty of aftertaste until I had experience in the world. Therefore, I have to admit that when happiness passes by, it will gradually smell the sadness. Happiness is originally a kind of thing that cannot be expected too much, just like hazy glory, because the happier you are, the more hurt you feel! I like quietness. When I am quiet, I do nothing, just daze, when I am daze, I don’t want anything, just a blank, empty eyes, just looking, looking! Time flows forward quietly, and the surging heart is crowded back. The memory lurking deep in the soul, accompanied by melancholy, was evoked by the wind. Although the song was short, the dream was long! Every time I look back or stand, when the season comes back, my mood will inevitably be sad with the situation, whether it is all kinds of helplessness in real life or the sadness of moaning without illness, it is no longer the theme song of my age at this time, but I can only listen to sad music and indulge myself in the silent old time in this season, so I can’t help feeling pain and nostalgia! Sitting quietly in this quiet and beautiful moonlight night, the quicksand of all memories and the lost years took away my dust. Looking closely at the misty clouds in the sky, let the flowing water wash away humbly; Looking back on yesterday’s past, let the tears condense into worries. Can’t stand the years like water, can’t escape the unforgettable memory, fireworks rain Lane, whose mind is hurt? Who can understand my helplessness and heartbreak at this time? I closed my eyes and thought, and my thoughts brought me to the memory of the past, pieces of pure green. That was in my memory, a very distant memory, a peaceful, quiet and quiet distance. Without the bustling noise of the daytime in the city and the intoxication of the night in the city, it only belongs to the tranquil silence of the peasant family. There was once you in the silence, and the carefree of those innocent children. The children played naively, and the silvery laughter spread all over the mountains and villages. In the hearts of rural children, there are no computer games that urban children are fascinated by, and no utilitarian psychology that urban children gradually become strong. Only talking to my mother about the game of skipping checks and ropes, what a funny excitement, and only the feeling of happiness when holding the coarse cloth doll made by my grandmother! In my memory, the old land stretches like boundless mountains; Occasionally it cuts through the familiar but unfamiliar birds in the sky; A gust of wind blows, the rice seedlings swing and the green leaves rustle, so beautiful and so smart, it seems that it is just around my eyes, but it is really far away from me. It is so far that only in my memory can I sort out its clue. Today, I think about the past, but I am vivid! Never look back! I once searched for the true meaning of my life in such a desolate and hopeless situation! In those helpless years, I was lucky to have a versatile you to accompany me. Maybe it was you who cleared me of the desolation! Without your company, I really didn’t know how to spend the most desolate years in my life at that time! It was you who added colorful music to my hopeless life, making my life memory more beautiful from now on. You in My Memory often said intimate words in my ears, which made me immersed in the beautiful warmth from now on. You in memory are very fragrant. You are the beautiful flower. How willing I am to be intoxicated in your fresh breath. You in memory, you are the trickle water, how willing I am to listen to your murmuring whispers. You are the bright sunshine, how willing I am to bathe in your bright warmth. Now the beautiful memory still touches my heart. I will always remember you, because you have integrated into my life. Beautiful Memory, enchanted. I will hold you in my hand, treasure you in my heart, and deposit you in the long river of my life! You are like a crossing in my heart. After such a long time, it was still clearly preserved. I used to think that those things buried in the bottom of my heart will be forgotten by me forever as time goes by, but only you can’t mention them, and you can’t think about them, I was there to consult the heart of expansion, full of hits, all over the mountains and plains. Your reappearance today brings me to all the past that I can remember, the faint existence and the gentle miss. Your appearance is just like a vast ocean suddenly in the endless green peaks. I can’t restrain my memory of the past. But I haven’t tasted the magnificence you gave me carefully, then you suddenly disappear without any trace. It seems that your appearance is just an imaginary Mirage! I used to be naive, called for countless times, searched for thousands of times, waited for no time limit, hesitated and helpless, drunk every night, miserable, the unforgettable memories of the past were all divided into yin and yang in that bloody sunset, becoming a dream that can never be surmounted and recalling hopeless. I thought I had no chance to see each other in this life, I thought I could only meet each other in my dream, I thought everything would go east with the water, I thought you were just a ink painting in my mind, I appreciated it quietly and watched it from afar, like the wonderful beauty of the peak in the dream, it is unreal and ethereal, but willing to be intoxicated. But I didn’t think there was a regression line in my life, thinking that darkness covered the world like this. Unexpectedly, a ray of morning light was passing through the horizon at this time, giving me infinite hope and expectation! In this way, you broke into my peaceful life again! Once upon a time, I let my inner loneliness meet my soul. I like the lonely silence, the scattered thoughts, wandering in the ethereal coffee fragrance, following the edge of dreams, in my own world, I will reappear the trace of my heart in the drizzle, and you in my dream will enter my world as always. I won’t sigh and feel gloomy any more. I promised myself the most determined persistence in my life. Using words to describe the feeling at this moment, the diary of life clearly and profoundly records the truest you and me. Pursuing the dreams of the past and present, even if it is painful, there is no regret. The company I used to accompany will always be the most beautiful dream of you and me! I still vaguely remember the warmth when you and I were together, the fixed scenery outside the window every day, the laughter like wind chimes and the endless topic. And you and I went to the countryside when we were racing and riding bicycles together, and gave the children the laughter and laughter left in class. I am a competitive character, and I am not affected by your speed of riding a bicycle. The smiling faces that were frozen together in the drizzle that day, I was always well hidden in the drawer. I read occasionally when I was lonely. Those sour, sweet, bitter and spicy memories and happy smiles were 1.1 drops, the silly agreements and secrets belong to you and me. Memories are like countless stars in the dark night, which never let me forget time and me. When the first light of dawn lights up, I should try to learn to put aside the past. I know that one day, I will know the news about you, I also know that you and I used to be far away from innocence. My heart is like the small ripples on the lake, which is my turbulent palpitation for you! At this time, I gently combed my messy mood, and dared not to be surprised by the flood of emotions in my heart. The rain is pattering tonight, and the night wind is ringing the wind chimes at the corner of the eaves of the years. The street lamp smiled in the drizzle, laughing at how silly I used to be, and how silly I used to be. However, I still stubbornly walked on the road I chose, and finally ended up with unhappiness. A crystal clear tear cut down a corner of my eyes and disappeared in the boundless darkness. The breeze blows the face and the fruit is fragrant, the heart is like yesterday, the wind and rain call the old dream, the light ink is a little bit of love. A note of plain paper engraved the words of the broken heart of the King. My frowning brows and tears became the deepest and most beautiful memories in my heart! In the sad night, I listened to the sad music alone in a daze. Quietly looking at the rain silk dancing outside the window, it seems like watching a group of lonely souls doing the final dance. Bewildering night rain, those feelings that want to hide and forget in the swaying dust. So he wrote again and knocked on the keyboard, indulging his long-suppressed unforgettable memory. Tap the keyboard lightly and write a book to record every bit of you and me. When everything of yesterday became fragments of memory, those dribs and drabs also turned into whispers in the wind. My heart is like a dying pupa. Although I can’t give up the blooming spring, I can never break the cocoon and become a butterfly! In the time that was once boundless; In the time of emptiness and fickleness, material desire irritated the soul, advocating fashion, gloomy language and pale emotion. The world of mortals is like a dream, a dream is like a peach blossom; The whole city is a beautiful picture scroll. No trace of time, how much flashy I am, how much youth I am sad! The rain fell silently, and the wind and cloud shadows were scattered, and a curtain of wind and wind drifted away from people. In the silent midnight, there are not only fleeting years but also countless melancholy falling from your fingertips. The brush of time smeared those traces that are unwilling to forget. With you in this life, all my obstacles are reflected in those fragments of memory. Just for the throb of my heart, you and I will break the Autumn Water in the world of mortals. In the wild night, flowers were broken, tears were filled with tears, and the mist was dark and purple. The Mark of missing condenses in my eyebrows and gradually drops on the keyboard! Gently fall into your heart that I will not grow old! Time is still like a song, and time is always like a dream. I am used to parking in loneliness, picking up those lost time, and counting the past and old dreams with a little helplessness and sadness. The fragrance of Shao passed away, and the broken chapters of writing the story fell to the end of the world, wandering in the bustling city, quietly waiting for the dawn! In the deep night, fantasy and memory alternated with each other, intertwined on the edge of dream and reality, and sang a song of thousands of twists and turns, which was my deep attachment to the past and blossomed in this beautiful scenery. The fallen leaves know the autumn, friendship is like wine, autumn wind is bleak, and the dusty past is fluttering; The fine silk rain is drifting in the lonely heart. Bursts, drops, follow the feelings, along my elegant long hair, slide into my warm and wet memory. There is no post in life. After passing by, passing by, experiencing, you will understand, the more profound you feel. Unforgettable ignorant youth dream, my biased personality missed many beautiful scenery in my life. At this time, I, who had stepped into middle age, could only search, standing on the other side of happiness, looking at the beauty from afar and recalling the past like smoke! Faint old dream, the past is blurred, the heart is tender, the heart is like the tide, the love is like a lonely boat, I will gradually sail in the rolling ocean of the world of mortals. The wind blows away the pain in my memory, and the pupil condenses my nostalgia for thousands of years. All the Things Remembered could only wither away in tears. The mottled memory, with the aging of time, left countless sighs and lingered lightly in the bottom of my heart, unwilling to disperse. Thunder roared and lightning was like ni. I pieced together messy memories in the dark night. The autumn wind is swaying, the drizzle is pattering, and a lonely heart breaks this cold autumn! Weaving all the old dreams, but also can’t escape the lonely road. Missing is destined to be stranded into a sad ocean tonight. The tears of the years left some thoughts, pushing the back of yesterday away gradually. The past is like yarn, shake gently. Old dream is like a mirror, hard to round. The past slips down between the clouds. Looking back suddenly, you in my memory will still blend into my heart. I would like to use this document to give you who have worked with me and have many talents, and let me say this sincere words, to express my heart at this time incisively and vividly! 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