Today, she was married and looked at her message, I was silent. I pushed the door open and stood in the hallway, looking at the dark night, empty and empty. Everything is a game of fate. Everything is a choice of fate. The autumn evening wind is blowing, and a few are cold and some are bleak. Sweat drips from my face after running, and the sweat is as salty as tears. The night is a
It’s a fool’s hat, it’s a fool’s hat, it’s a fool’s face, it’s a fool’s face, it’s a fool’s face, it’s a fool’s face, it’s a fool’s face, it’s a fool’s a fool’s face, it’s a fool’s a fool’s face, it’s a fool’s a fool’s a fool’s a fool’s face, it’ In the age of fewer people, it is obvious that they can not do well.
Wen / Yang does not flatter me. If I hold your hand, may I hope to see you all your life? When the smoke is misty and the rain is clear, it is a thousand years’ experience of the umbrella. When the moon is in the sky, you dance with the whole world. The blue lake light supports a ship Artemisia. Spend time with flowers and spend the night together. The glowing light of the red dust and the dim lights, I see you are weak.
I was boarding at the last minute of the gate closure, when the plane was taking off, accelerating and rising. Through the window, I can see that the tall buildings are getting smaller and smaller, and I am also away from you at one o’clock. The total time will be three hours and ten minutes. Then we’ll live in two different cities, two days apart on a weekend in a month’s time.
March 19, 2015, my wife left us two months ago, but in my heart, you did not leave, still accompany me day and night. On February 12, I posted a picture of you on the computer desktop. Every time I turned on the computer, I could see your beautiful smiling face. In order to miss you forever, I visited you and worshipped you at any time. On this day, I set up the loving wife Lian Xiangji on the Paradise Memorial Network.
Wen / rainy night people will always change with time and environment. At first, we changed our mind first. Some people said that where life goes, life will go there. There is some truth but not entirely right, because the highest state of mind is only thought. The practice of combining the two must work perfectly, but anyway, people always follow the environment. Slowly changing
It’s 9:30 in the morning when you turn around and wrap your arms around me, kiss my forehead and leave the hotel in a hurry. I was so depressed that I put on my quilt and decided to go back to sleep, thinking that I spent the whole day alone in the hotel, and that I had to take the annual leave so hard that I could spend it all by myself. This is probably recent.
The evening glow was like the iron that had been baked by fire, the red was so unreal, the lake was no longer lighted at noon, so calm that even the breeze could not blow a ripple, as if asleep, could not wake up. So I leaned back on the stone with my eyes closed, and let the movements of the crickets around me encircle me, and gradually I fell asleep.
Autumn closed her eyes and opened and closed. His every move and smile fluttered like ribbons. She tried to cover the little bits of the male, but her brain was stiff and inflexible. Finally, with the familiar sound of footsteps, Xiong came back, Qiu bounced off the bed and ran to him, the wine on his body for the first time can not disgust her smell buds. “Have you lost your mind again?” “No! It’s a real figure. I am in a trance.
July, August, August. I met my girlfriend in September of the third year of junior high school. It was strange to say that I hadn’t spoken to her for a whole semester. It can be said that we are strangers in a parallel world. At that time, they were preparing for their mid-term exams. The mid-term exam seems to me no matter. A seat at a certain time.
Night marks, * * *, lips, moon, curiosity. For a while, he would hide himself in the river and peep at the shore, and then climb over the windows of dawn. The dog who called the cock crowed and shred the clouds of the horizon. * * just took the family members, and accelerated the runner. After a while, the evening was reunited, and a farewell morning was called. Far away from the construction site, it is difficult to urge the countryside.
Autumn rain, gently falling a maple leaf, sleeping on the swing, quietly sleep. The wind blows, wag the dream in the night, let the lights shine, and the rain in the night. Silently pray in the bottom of my heart, pick the tears of the tip of the leaf, dream of falling into the rain, and listen to the drip of the water spray in my dream. Tick tick – tick – tears in the sky, shadows in dreams, and light brushes in the rain. Night, guess the attachment of water spray.
In fact, I am not satisfied with this marriage. My parents are responsible for it. Looking at her daughter’s age, it’s a joke in the village if she doesn’t marry. Under such circumstances, I reluctantly married my present husband. We are sentimental marriages and feelings developed on the days after marriage. Although there is little noise in the day, but what good things he has left me is the place I am most touched by.
Love is not easy to talk about. Two short months together, let me again believe in love, believe that you are the right person, however, it is only a simple fate fool. As a special worker, more than a year’s work, I have met many male friends, many of them are just on occasion to play, in fact, Mr. Li your arrival is a trivial matter. You say you
Jonathan Lee sang, “I come and go in a hurry, from one direction to another. Is it busy for your ideals, or is it not to let others down? Busy: there are many things, no spare time, urgent and urgent to do. In my opinion, people’s hard work as teenagers and as middle-aged people just want to make more money. This idea is also understandable.
Should I marry love? Or married to reality once a close friend asked me, she said: “Dear, girls should be married to love, or married to reality? To marry reality is to strive for less than a few years. Then it takes 10 years to regret it. But it is also far-fetched to say that there are some married to real friends around, in the life of firewood, rice, salt, marriage and love habits emotional
Every time I have a good relationship with my wife. The wife began to “do”, sometimes playing a little temperament, but also spoiled. More is asking, “do you love me?” “Do you like me?” “Are you good to me?” “Do you love me?” “Do you like me?” “Are you good to me?” “Do you love me or not?” and then I got my affirmative reply. “What you say is a lie.
I do not believe in fate, but I thank fate, it is fate that makes you come to my world, it is fate that makes you meet in the vast sea of people, it is fate that makes you and my lifeline intertwined. In the years, you are the most beautiful person in your life. You are a faithful companion between heaven and earth, you are the only existence missing is painful, but the pain is each other, such pain across the mountains and seas, will I
Fortunately, high school likes a beautiful girl. She has big eyes, dark bright hair, never wears skirts, and is not good at studying. But I was deeply attracted by her. At that time, we did not know what love was, but just instinctively. We are not in the same class, but this does not prevent me from approaching her. I started writing love letters to her, and I remember a poem like that: that’s it.
She felt that he did not love her. He just spoil her, but she doesn’t love her. He will accompany her crazy, accompany her to make trouble, accompany her to stay up late, accompany her to cry, but can not love her. She always did all sorts of extraordinary things to see his patience, and he always smiled and cleaned up the mess for her. “He can accompany me to the amusement park in the middle of the night and accompany me to cross the road again and again.