I think we need to have a dog

I want to go across the street and feel the time when my clothes and clothes are thin, and feel that we support each other and depend on each other. The whole world is calm down. We have to cherish this kind of happiness because we are reconciled with shyness. Miss your passion and craziness for every love and desire, and how to make you forget the sweet cake fragrance brought by wasting your time on the corner and the defiant and unruly cat in the corner. I need to have a drink when stopping, remember there is also a wooden tea table with half-meter rounded corners, it is covered with small fluffy flowers printed with little Daisy light yellow like duck down on this wall with brick red or stars burning black when it comes out of the cellar, in one corner of the wall, the Creeper with flat red dots and mottled green leaves is rare for people to love. There were no chairs there, and most of them were the boss who wasted the busy passers-by and those ragged or drunk people to support his loneliness and loneliness in order not to let the desks and chairs located on the corner of the street. This is a good stagnation point. Cars passing by can’t carry much footsteps, so people are willing to stop here for a drink and tell the past. Don’t ask who I am until life has gone, and don’t mind who asks who you are. People are almost the same. There are always thousands of thoughts and troubles, most of them have never experienced the warmth of their families and the sweetness of staying in their footsteps, nor have they ever lived. Will you be in the world, will you be in the world. I once read the words which became hard to forget in the book. The girl who embroidered eyebrows and age angle wore butterfly and ink on the white tinea with his hands stretching and probing on the street, the red brick of Sunset, a little, a little. The mottled wall was like a vibrating sail on the lake surface. The blind girl’s hands imitated her life with her small hands. There was no escape word, syllogism or praise. She was not enjoying the fear, but hoping to touch the end of the world. The game of left and right hands you can hear your heartbeat by touching your hands on your chest. If you put someone’s hands on your chest, can you still hear such real loneliness. It is not that others become unreal except themselves, but that they feel that it will not be smooth to walk with others’ heels after paying. Therefore, no one will wait for others to comfort and accompany him. The left hand and the right hand can also play games. Don’t call yourself a child. You won’t know that no one is the devil. You will burst into screams and jump crazily, I was homeless in the lost paradise surrounded by ghosts, and wailed. The dog in the cage is a good dog, a sick dog, a muddy wild dog hiding the damned parasites. This wise man with four legs is the continuation of life and needs to breathe vigorously. They are much more precious than those who are always clamoring for death and those who threaten their lives. They are more qualified to live! Occasionally, some little sadness is just shaking the tail, and the corners of the mouth are more disgusting than tears. There are always so many people who have compassion and associate with these crawling philosophers, who represent attentive and loyal partners. Maybe they know that those who have lost cherish and possess more, that’s all. When I got up in the morning, no matter some people around me still said that I was embracing the thin one with no air all night long, it seemed lonely and strong. No matter how strong the will is, it can’t be matched with the shadow of Qianqian shining on the body after suffering the crazy or miserable waiting all night. I don’t want to leave myself or only myself in my life, this became a prop for people who couldn’t bear loneliness to face the secular criticism. They would always attribute to the fact that the world forgot them. In fact, the world has given a lot of things. Some people are loved by others all their lives but also suffer from lovesickness. Some people only have themselves all their lives, then he had himself and his expectation that after waking up every day, the sunshine would come to break through the haze of oxygen in his heart. Maybe this is not sarcasm. Some people always make it difficult for others to get out of themselves by virtue of their beauty, and it is always difficult for them to pursue. The handsome facial features are like clear reflections in the waves, and there are always so many shadows around me to appreciate the scenery of the lake. It can’t be like a nosy child strolling barefoot on the street, strolling by the sea, strolling in the Sky, whose heart is passing. Today, my friend came back from Thailand and brought a lot of fragrance. Now he has been lighting purple baits and slowly smokes his own room. The fragrance from the baits is really unforgettable, it is a kind of cloud covering which is left in the heart without any light and heat but only washing the sky. There is no light and heat in that place. Do you believe it? No one can come in or go out, just like a cloud that cannot be opened. It will always be regarded as willing and reconciled by others. I hate others for having an immortal appearance, I hate that others have everything they shouldn’t have without working hard, just like Huang Ke’s dream that waking up means falling asleep, and falling asleep means waking up. So I don’t know whether I am awake or asleep, just like the moment when flowers can’t stop and there is no fireworks to celebrate. 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