Qing Yin shallow sing woman’s life

With kindness as the background, the plot of life is overhead; Helpless sadness and melancholy eyes are heartbreaking covers. The increasingly haggard face and pale face gave a posture of rustling autumn wind, and the closed lips blocked the depression in the heart. The dull and dry chest intended to stop the invasion of the storm. At this time, a sense of melancholy spread over the eyebrows from the bottom of my heart; It was so lonely. Hey! Long sigh: who is in charge of your life? Woman, a name soft as catkin Reed leaves; Woman, a name that is as crisp as Ying weak and delicate blue and white porcelain. Women are like poems, paintings, songs and wine; Women are dignified, elegant and elegant. Women bear humiliation and take care of the overall situation; Women always have responsibilities and obligations that cannot be fulfilled. Woman, who is in charge of your life? Is this the life you need? I remember that you Jin, a Singaporean writer, described women’s whole life in his prose “feelings” and said: young women’s feelings are always poems, young women’s feelings are like prose, Xu Niang’s feelings are like novels, and old women’s feelings are like papers. It is appropriate to describe it like this. The young girl is as fresh and lively as a poem, and a touch of blush in her arms is the shining point of beautiful youth. The simple and concise way of expressing emotions in life, with flying wings placed between the lines of poetry, has played an extraordinary rich imagination. Life is full of hope for love, and carefree youth is following the rhythm and rhythm of beauty. Wandering in the dream of dreamy Stars, the pure and flawless emotion is full of the persistence of waiting for the king with the bright moonlight. Winter Thunder shocks summer rain and snow, I dare to fight with you! What a wonderful feeling, what a promise of God! Man, are you willing to hurt her? Will you hurt her? Why did you hurt her? Hey! You have hurt her, it is a lot of holes! Who’s so sad in the lonely Jianglou? Whose eyebrows are so melancholy? Whose heart is broken? Wreckage of the Four Seasons wind and rain. They all said that they loved and hated, hurt and dispersed, and waved their sleeves without taking away a cloud. However, who can be so unrestrained and calm? The gorgeous prose-like woman is as colorful as the scenery in eight famous paintings of Xiaoxiang; It makes people intoxicated and addicted. The maturity and charm of splash-ink Danqing dot dyeing highly summarizes the dignified and elegant charm. It is well-tailored, generous, graceful and elegant, just like a cup of sweet wine; It exudes a charming atmosphere. At that time, women’s thoughts and feelings, knowledge and experience were all in one, and all kinds of beauties were all in one; The sound of the lips of Zhu Qi was like the sounds of nature; The maple leaves which trembled slightly were shocked, leaving a faint fragrance; every corner is instantly enchanted. If you are well, I will be sunny. If you don’t come, how dare I grow old. The pure white and beautiful mood releases the elegant and affectionate feelings. Who knows that the flower-like infatuation also has the moment of withering and withering? There are even silly unlimited waiting. It seems that the wind is light and the cloud is light: it is beautiful even if you pass! I just can’t forget him! What a thrilling persistence! It’s hard to forget each other in the arena, and you can’t see his shadow; There is only a lingering lovesickness at your fingertips, which is always wrapped around your delicate body of weak Willow. Women of novel type still have charm, which naturally shapes various life stories. The complete layout of the plot summarizes the ups and downs of life and the ordinary and extraordinary description of the environment from high tide to low ebb. The emotion between floating and the dust settled shows off more mature temperament and charm; Maintain a natural childlike innocence and the original taste of life that can see through everything. Women at this time are more and more pleasing. What would it be like to be old? Naturally, she is a woman like a paper. What is paper? The thesis is to exchange research and discuss the previous life. The setting sun in the sigh is infinitely good. It is almost dusk, and I want to brush off the dust that suddenly flows into my throat. It is already the year of knowing destiny. Is there still the original ambition? No one can grasp the fleeting years, and no one can keep the youthful and beautiful appearance. 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