(Original) dot set

Xiao Ru said that inspiration is wonderful, but it is fleeting. Only in the writing can the thoughts in my heart obtain eternal life. Therefore, I collected the dots and drops of tears, dug a grave, built a lake of hearts, and buried loneliness like wounds in a world as big as a factory. 2. I didn’t know until the third year of tiger when I was mature that the age of psychological and physiological maturity was 24 years old at the same time. Premature flowering also leads to premature withering. False eyebrows smile Yan, the opposite side of the human relationship Heart rape. Finally, I understand that the world is much colder than warmer. All of a sudden, I blurred my thoughts, trampled on my dreams, and only made a false reputation. The result they want is the praise from the secular public opinion, which has nothing to do with my mood. 3. The bangs of missing between hair are getting longer and longer, and missing is getting farther and farther. Finally one day, everything in the world was cut off by time. Don’t meet each other, so don’t be involved; Don’t miss each other, so don’t miss each other; Don’t meet each other, so don’t miss each other. 4. Wandering people are besieged in the city and their hearts are in their boudoir, living in a muddle. I don’t remember the date; I don’t know the season; I have forgotten the cold and warm; I have lost myself. The Flowing Light dilutes the missing; The dim tears; The wandering dream; The submerged look. Maybe one day, fall into collapse, leave, and don’t want to come back. However, no matter how hurt he was, he didn’t know what I was thinking about. (Postscript: The past is fermented in memory, and thoughts and flowing light are aged into wine. It is bitter or astringent, sour or sweet. When one drinks alone, tears will fill the bottle. I poured the glass and poured my sadness on the floor. But in the end, the alcohol evaporates and cannot return to its original appearance.) 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. 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…

Heart to sunshine

Spring had arrived long ago. Winter finally put away the tail wings of the lingering season. The wind blowing on the face was refreshing and refreshing. The warm sun shone through the west window, making the room warm and happy. It was a good day to have sunshine in spring. In the afternoon, I was drunk in the heart of sunshine and enjoyed a familiar song comfortably. Outside the window, a few birds were playing between the walls and branches, and my ears were clamshell with the sound of chirping. In the corner of the yard, several roses made the fragrance left for a winter into flowers and mushrooms to touch the breath of spring. I always want to have a sunny mood and present a warm smile to everyone, which is not in vain of the meaning of happiness in the net name, but the log of space actually goes against my will, many of them are full of depression. At this moment, I feel a little sorry for my friends who come to my space. The real me, like to laugh and chat with friends, things at the ends of the world are nonsense, I don’t want those things that I don’t like to wrap around my heart, and drinking tea with friends is my greatest pleasure when I am free, people who play with me are 66 years old at the highest and 13 years old at the youngest. Ha ha, you can learn more experience that you don’t know when you are with old people, and the youngest one, I can go to pester him to teach me how to play chess. Life? Pay attention to happiness every day, right. I don’t have a beautiful house or a beautiful car. There is nothing if I don’t find some happiness. That’s miserable! My husband went out early and came back late every day. His skin was dark in the wind and sun. The imprints of years were engraved on his face early. He was tired, but it was not written on his face. A plate of small dishes and a glass of mellow wine are enough for my husband to sing a melody without rhyme. In this way, my life simply goes through the clash of bowls and chopsticks day by day. In the eyes of successful people, this is a manifestation of nothing! I don’t know who has tested it. The memory of a fish is only seven seconds. The fish will not remember the trouble after seven seconds. May I am the happy fish in real life! In spring, my heart is facing the sunshine, feeling the soft beauty of spring, a wisp of wind passing by, a flower blooming, a bend of Willow Green, a touch of green grass, and the fragrant spring years. There is sunshine in the heart, and every day is bright and charming. Let the heart run in the wilderness of Qingfen, or walk, or sit, or shout, or stretch out your hands to hold the sunshine tightly, let the temperature of sunshine warm the whole body, or touch the soil with rolling, and gently smell the fragrance of the soil. There is sunshine in my heart, and there is also a romantic feeling in the swirling rain, hiding under the colorful oiled paper umbrella, watching the rain falling down to the Earth, moistening everything and moistening my heart. Listening to the rain knocking on the window glass, knocking on the rubbles, the rhythm of slow harmony, a clear and crisp sound of Lai Lai is gentle and clear. In everyone’s life, there will be stumbling, and the road of life will always continue. Don’t grieve for the past, don’t regret for losing. No matter how life is, we are always working hard, fighting hard, finding reasons for ourselves to be happy, throwing away those tedious past events with smiles, filling our hearts with sunshine and making the journey of life, passing by worries, passing through happiness, accompanying the stars and traveling with the four seasons. It is good to borrow a word that the water is bright and sunny, the mountains are empty and rainy, and a ray of sunshine is left in my heart, and the world will shine in front of me! Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) 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…

The temperature of the fingertips, who has played with the sorrow

The temperature of the fingertips, who has played with the sorrow

It seems that the wind blows across the heart, as if there is water dripping between the flowers. In a dream, who has become the only person I miss? Shake the finger and the flowers fall, how can the fleeting time be. Love each other, listen to the flowers falling on your shoulders. The dust is as cold as water. It’s all about beauty without returning back, but only saying that the true feelings are not right, so I can’t help giving thanks to anyone. Text: some moods are getting farther and farther, and some moods are getting closer and closer. I know that, in any case, it should be calm. Calm to me has gone deep into the bone marrow and cannot be alienated. A kind of sadness, a kind of happiness, alternates in the air. The moment of collision hits the tenderness and touch deep in the heart. Sometimes a piece of music can make a person feel tearful, A kind of gentleness will make a person have a kind of ignorance that he wants to pour out. The coolness of the keyboard cannot hide the tenderness in his heart. Light Sorrow, shallow Miss, who wrongly planted acacia, and who mistakenly made the parting song? Who left a silent ending with his back, who kept looking forward to it in deep affection and refused to turn back? Is it your heartlessness or intention, is it my loneliness or infatuation? No explanation, no words, no looking back, just like a light wind blowing, but sweeping my face. My heart is ordinary without any shadow or earth-shaking feat, but I have a persistent feeling, which won your favor in the vast sea of people. Maybe it is heaven’s intentional arrangement, from the very beginning, I was so passionate, so affectionate, fell in love at the first sight, and hated each other late. How could I not touch people’s hearts, and how could I not make people reluctant to suppress, especially strong in the deserted midnight, especially making people look forward to it. Two people and two hearts, from strange to acquaintance, then to life, and then to work hand in hand and promise to accompany in this life, in fact, this is really not easy. Why do you always say goodbye to love? Look quietly, think silently, where is the end of the time that is too hesitant. The lonely body is still guarding, lonely guarding this dull persistence. Every love will change from passion to plain. At the beginning, the excitement and infatuation like electric shock gradually became mild and calm. Without impulse, they began to perceive the shortcomings of people in their hearts, and they would also be agitated for losing freshness. In fact, love is just the one who stays around after the prosperity is gone. Just, are you still willing to go with me to see the flowing water? When all the mood was fixed on the white paper, my heart was relieved and my eyes became windy. The passing years, the past time, how many tender feelings were ruined into a scene of devastation. In the chaos of a place, who will listen to my thoughts in the end of the world? A wave of melancholy streaked through the sorrowful heart, letting the dark fragrance emitted by the beautiful sadness corrode me. I am used to stretching my thoughts of happiness or sorrow in my words. I am not willing to tell or explain. I only want to let those sad sorrows go away in this small corner, to be a bright woman, and to warm those who know and be understood sincerely. It must be a warm woman who had a causal relationship, and later became a past. Once touched, the soft will fall down, fall down. This life and him are still the cause and effect of the world of mortals that I have not seen through. The lingering between fingers left some love, some delusion, some unwillingness, staying in the bottom of my heart shallow but deeply attached. The trace of relief makes the past drift away lightly in plain ink painting with dust and smoke, leaving this painful and sweet intersection as two lines of footprints in memory and moving forward, it is recorded that my posture never stops, and the scenery of perching on the roadside has been mottled one season after another. It is just the infatuated love dyed by wind and frost, smearing the verdigras circle by circle, with a deep-rooted Haggard heart. Looking for a flourishing flower encounter, pay a ladle of weak water three thousand. Don’t remember the previous meteor, forget the Millennium solitude. The ferry, which takes the world as its journey, is beautiful and cool. Before the story begins, close your eyes, get drunk by the wind of the world, and listen to the song of the red dust flying in the cuffs. The elegance of the world always carries the trace of vicissitudes. We shuttle carefully, and we are inevitably infected with the taste of vicissitudes. If life can be rewritten, can all scenes of cruel reincarnation be removed? The scenes of the past and the afterlife, the fragments dyed with the fleeting time, are carried in the fireworks. Every moment of prosperity is the brightest dismantling and the warmest release. I said, I would like to have a whole heart and never leave each other; I said, in this life, I will be drunk before the king, and I will never regret accompanying the king to the end of the world. You said, three thousand weak waters only take a gourd drink, be my partner in the world of mortals. However, what I want is not the flash of youth, but the everlasting warmth. If you leave, I will drift away. From then on, we will never forget the promise in front of others, and even the Everlasting Oath will pass away in the wind. What else is true? Love and sacrifice are unsettled, only lovesickness is never idle. The temperature of the fingertips, who played with the sorrow? Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) 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…