Each person has his own heart. It is the first cry at birth, the first time in love, the first start of the dream, the place you want to arrive most before the trip. Early heart is a direction, not afraid of a long journey, afraid of losing halfway. A man, who has established his original dream in his heart and determined the way forward, will not be deceived by various temptations and deviate from life.
On the South Bank of the river, carrying a cloth dress, looking at the distance, flying thoughts, warmed his soul, and felt the warmth of the dust. The road of life, flat, little, and trouble, pain, stigma sometimes appear, if I think about a lot of good in the distance, you will feel that life will not be pale, and even a colorful color. Then I want to have some warm yourself
Then came the Gardenia summer, Wen / Ting Jianli opened her eyes, and it was the season of Gardenia. Gardenia flowers open, a white dream. Rejoice and rejoice. Gardenia fragrance, fragrance full of houses, floating out of the atrium. The fragrance of Gardenia Flower is far away from the wind with the wind.
Auntie Shen is a class member of the Li coach yoga hall. Aunty Shen’s daughter also practiced with coach Li before. Now he is a coach in another larger yoga hall, listening to Aunt Shen. At least 500 pieces of a class. Aunt Shen’s daughter wanted her mother to have a good body. She had a year card on his coach near her home. She always urged aunt Shen to practice, and said the Li coach taught him.
I want to write a story about me in the northeast, because I spent a month in the northeast. Although it is not worth mentioning to the “old northeast”, it is a long time compared to the people who travel to the Northeast in the short term. The time is a long time, I feel that my feelings and beauty to the Northeast are condensed in that period. Good memories should be well written and express their feelings.
I have an interesting colleague, CAI. Although people are very wooden but heavy, we are still better friends. Nowadays, everyone has left their original units, and they may love each other’s literature. I went to work earlier. He was one or two months behind me. For the first time, I saw Chua.
Dark wood was born in a small town in the northwest of China. After two years of university entrance examination, it was difficult to enter a university in the south. At that time, it was still allocated to the people of the northwest provinces and cities. During the whole university, Mu was planning how to stay in the South without returning to the land full of sand and wind. For those who have no background and no status, it is hard to stay in the south to stay in the south.
Today is May 24, 2018. It means 26 days from the day of my birth. It’s 9490 days altogether. Do I really grow up? At this moment, the mood is very depressed. I wonder if it is because of my age or because I really don’t deserve to be happy. Time is silent, time is stubborn. When I was a child, I always hoped my birthday would be faster, like the celebration of the new year.
The wind fork began to rush into the shell in the Longmen array to eat the belly, and the good people wanted to ask me how many strange things I had in my head. The infection seemed to hear chuckle / inspiration suddenly running out.
When the moon really beat the night of the sun, the black and the blur of the woman, the kiss began to show the craving for the package, the shyness, and it all appeared alternately every night. The kiss on the forehead of the moon grows into moss, and the black pupil glitters.
The relationship between summer and beer is good. It is impossible to say “goodbye”. The person who really wants to say goodbye to beer is actually me. What’s the matter? It has to be told from the summer of the previous year. I was tortured by stomach disease for many years. I went to a small town in northeastern Jiangxi to visit the old Chinese medicine. The eighty old man was miraculously cured of my illness after I was three Gu Lu. Before I left, I had a thousand thanks.
Youth, if a blazing fireworks, fleeting. The dark clouds of the years rolled over in a little bit. A beautiful time tunnel seems to have been thoroughly black. But the past where happiness and sorrow co-existed was like the river that broke the bank and quickly flooded the gates of memory. Unable to say, the wind of time, how many people are carrying the robbery of the journey. However, for a good time, that
One day in mid-August 2003, a book stall appeared outside the residential area. A banner hanging in front of the book stalls was particularly eye-catching. The sales of all the books were 1-2% discounted. Pedestrians stopped and watched, and I couldn't help but look around at the book stall. The book stalls are all well-prepared series of series of books, encyclopedias, classics, Chinese history and so on. I glanced roughly
Sad to go is the story, not to worry about. Some things are precipitated in the bottom of my heart for a long time. If I do not speak out, I will become a story. It was about fifteen years in the past, and I had just left before and after twelve years of the new sun company West Spring, where everything was very kind to me. This story has been settled in my heart for a long time.
In May, Yan Yuwen / Yan Chen Yong in May in the North China, smoke and rain, sitting on the window, a spectrum of rhyme, a cup of tea, so that the hearts and minds quietly stretch in the green years of fleeting. In the distance, smoke and rain wrapped around the mountains. The drizzle of the curtain moistened the green of the early summer. The raindrops swayed gently on the verdant vegetation. In the vast fields, Tsui Nen's embarrassment
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What time is left for people to recall, leaving behind empty talk? Young people who are not frivolous, young people who are not confused, young people who have lost the direction of the good, to be a bit of choice, to be a bit of promise, there is a bit tired but also to go the result, afraid of a few times, and a few pain Days, regret for a few years, if the end is not so tempting, how can the process be so sad? Can't make songs to adult students