Whenever the telephone rang, my mind immediately flashed an idea: you were looking for me. In spite of the disappointment, the obsession has never been extinguished. I believe you will not forget me, and I believe that my sincerity will eventually move God and let us renew our friendship. I regret that I lost you. We were acquainted with a club party, because we liked words, and we became good friends without words and words. You”
The word “boudoir”, which I have heard and comprehended recently. Swimming in the sea of friendship, hand in hand, happily, at the moment of happiness from the deep friendship to each other every day. May this beautiful long lasting, hand in hand, to grow old together! I don’t know the meaning of bestie, apparently felt bestie two words some disgusting, will not easily say. Until often “
Yesterday I met a friend of the opposite sex to ask about the point of view of the opposite sex. I wanted to understand from the perspective of our male. I do not know how to respond. I had to perfunctorily. Q: Did you sleep? God of the night, I want to ask you a question, I think for a long time I do not want to understand, had no choice but to ask you a circle of men in a friend, anyone sent any news he never liked, but only a woman in the circle of friends
The years you have are just as good as if someone is carrying a war with you on your behalf. It does not mean that you have not sacrificed your memory. It is telling us not to forget to pay homage. Is it to better pass on you know that such a choice may die? I know, But I am willing to face the choice between life and death. They left their faith to the motherland but gave their family a promise that they can never deliver. The motherland has lost its excellent children.
An unknown dance partner. Author: Cheng Ruming (a) the sixth time I met her in the ballroom. She dances lightly and her waist is light. ——When you take me, like a white crane, it's winged on a quiet lake; it's a step, like a flower, exploring the gentle rain and soft waves. She gave me the blue Danube. She gave me a clear Lijiang River. She gave me, boundless grassland day and night. She gave me a Zhangjiajie moon that could reach out loud.
Spring has not returned home. The branches have been full of pears. It is as beautiful as last year's pear. Oh no! To be more beautiful, because the beauty under the tree her smile is even more beautiful than pear flowers. When she was laughing, the pears full of trees responded happily. It was the February spring breeze and the fruit trees blossomed. Mr. Shou Xu said that Weng Liang's pear blossomed brighter and why not go to Weng Liang. Oh! Someone actually
On the day of March 28, Shanghai in Shanghai was bright and sunny. My wife told me in the morning that Deng Weinan, a junior high school student from Nanchang, came to Shanghai to hold a sales meeting. At the invitation of Ye Ping’s student, he gathered at his office at the Shanghai Institute of Visual Arts and asked me to go. I readily agreed, first, I really wanted to meet this old friend of the young age, and second, I wanted to see the great admiration of this artistic young person of Shanghai Institute of Visual Arts.
It stands to reason that the old king should have six children. However, in an outing, the carriage unfortunately crashed off the cliff, removing the inconvenience that the Qiao Qiao did not go because of his young age. The remaining five children were killed and the old king was very sad. Therefore, he seemed to put together the love of the remaining five children, all on the smallest skillful body. What does Qiao Qiao want to do? The old king never interferes, not to mention
At that time we were still young and accompanied me crazy. Then we were all simple. I was a fool who had been with me. I liked to silence you, always lively. Later, we quarreled and you said I didn’t After understanding the feelings, we were silent and you said I didn't understand what was a friend. Yes, friends are either right or wrong. They always accompany you. Yes, friends are not what you need.
Let us open our hearts. Ruby Bi When we rarely open our hearts to anyone, many days are spent in self-contained loneliness. Sometimes the door of our soul is like the gate of the fort. Even for parents. For example, we do not want to tell them about the troubles in our hearts and the hardships in our work. The reason is that we are afraid of our loved ones and we are afraid of ourselves.
The truth is hometown ◎Ru Xibin I walk on the land of my hometown. Walked through the waters of Luohe River, the legend of Qingbo and Jinpingshan, walked through the streets and bazaars of my small town. The memory of childhood is like a splendid frame that depicts the flirtatious Liri and the goslings of the South Return, just as the swift swallows cut out the green wind and the Bibi's willow… I heard a call from The childhood was full of flowers.
Meeting you is the spring blossom of my life. The life of Xiang Chu Yan Mei is always met by countless people of all kinds. However, those who can walk into the heart must be like-minded people. Different ways do not match each other, and people gather in groups. The same kind of temperament, close to three people, natural speech blending, less disagreement in speaking, everything seems so natural, so you are like
The warm sun is also thin and cool. Linfu's fog is about to end. The sun's rays are gradually receding from the distant horizon. Everything that is enveloped in a cold and ambiguous mood slowly begins to awaken like a heart soaked in sadness and finally begins to inject a trace of The warmth, the indifference that was once thought to never pass, gradually disappears under the warm sunlight of a pool of time. I am not a thin person after all. walk
Xiangsi-1989 I still remember that when I first embarked on this platform alone, there was no lack of ambiguity and sadness in my young heart, but I was more than a yearning for the unknown. I finally wanted to get out of this to nurture me for 19 years. The small town went to the big city that I had been longing for. It was in 2008, when the whole nation was still immersed in the atmosphere of celebrating the Olympics. Everyone's face was full of pride and joy.
When I first read Liang Yuchun’s “Tears and Laughs” and “Spring Time Collection”, I was still in high school. At that time, although I admired Liang's brilliant writing, I did not know much about his worldly situation. The "relentless passionate and sentimental relentlessness" is an obvious example. At that time, I couldn't read it. The friendship was a wonderful thing. Why was he so complicated and painful to write? Is it that people’s feelings should be
It was already several days since the situation was relied on by the Shantun Xinzhidan Lalian, but my heart always thought of relying on Shantun, thinking of a pure and kind farmhouse, simple and honest Shi Huimin (the fifth brother), warm and straightforward Wuxi, and that Cute born… On the morning of the third day of troop intensive training, we arrived at the camping base after long-distance raids – Bajiazi Township, Wuchang City, and we were tired of our weeks.
A letter that was not sent in Shandong Xiajin Xinzhi Dan has faded from the past, but the scenes of barracks life are always in sight. Even a small thing is a long time unforgettable, and I still remember that it was not sent. The letter … … remember that year recruits, I was assigned to the Cannon Erlian class, feeling very depressed. Even more unexpected is that they did not do a few days in the cooking class.
Ticking and ticking the second hand hurrying time urging you I'm growing up Thinking of the green time when I was a child Make a promise to the age of the old man 迢迢韶 迢迢韶 恙 恙 Hua 恙 恙 Look out to the window Tree shakes with the wind shakes off the ground Hua 记忆 记忆 memory Your clear face Smile upwind Unlimited expectations of the blue sky Condensed into frost in a brilliant year In a clear morning, Rain falls on you
It's you who have been waiting for me there. – Inscription Rain is cool, floating in the face and some refreshing feeling, to bring a lot of joy to me in the hot summer. I held a plaid umbrella and listened to the "tick" from the top of my head. I stepped on a small blistering footsteps and scattered casually on the road to an antique bookstore. At this time I met you unprepared. you and me
Friendship, like the sunshine in the snow, is like a life-saving straw in times of crisis, like helpers in difficult times. Friendship witnessed your life, friendship has never been easy, you have to know yourself, this is enough. On this day, the rain was very heavy. The north wind whistled outside. A bit of sunlight was invisible. The room was out of reach, dark, and if it was not careful, it would stumble. The owner of the room opened