Text / rain night life deep in life, there is a kind of thought called forever, there is a silent name for the old days. The world in which people meet each other is like a piece of paper. It is only as early as life. Why bother to meet one another? One thing that can't be written is thoughts. The only thing that can't be kept is that passing away is passing away. It's gratitude. It's a dream. The dream falls like a bubble, and the time passes by
There is a city in the heart. There is an impossible person in the city. Have the opportunity to accompany you to the beach, let the warm water wash your ankles; have the opportunity to accompany you to see the sunrise, so that the bright sun shines on your face; have the opportunity to be with you to see a heavy snow, let My hugs dispel the cold in your heart. An ordinary world, when will you appear? I do not know when to start, suddenly there is
On Sunday, I received a private letter from Weibo, a high school girl who has been following me for a long time. She said to me: The sister of peach, there are 52 days before the college entrance examination countdown. It is very tired, but I know someone is waiting for me. I didn't reply to this message because I remembered you. Yang Yanxin, 7 months after being cut off from me and you really broke the connection, because of the sentences you said to me, I
The text/rainy night time is flowing away every day, just like life is moving every day. All the time reminding us that time is gone forever. No matter how you spend today, you must have a good grasp of every moment you have lost or no one has now. As long as you live up to this trip, it is a big event in life. The so-called life has been cherished. If you don’t work hard, at least not spend the rest of your life.
There are some things in the text/rainy night, since it appears in life. There must be a certain number of it, and everything should not be too reluctant. As long as it is appropriate, it does not have to be remembered in life. It should be allowed to fly with the wind to find a day of its own, rather than being confined to thoughts. Something should be let go let it fly, because the faster you forget to fly farther. Because it cares deeply so every
Two people together for a long time like a left hand and a right hand but even if they no longer love each other, they will choose to stay together. Maybe someone in your life will show you love. But after all, you will still be holding your left or right hand. Want to be really happy and love is not related to the hands and sub-resonators of the original oath is the responsibility of later, and then later is the habit of some people you have seen a lifetime but you are ignored
The pen walks dragon snakes, and the peaks and turns are looped. Life is a process, a legendary opening and closing. In the hands of a ball-point pen, the beaded trace is like the trajectory of life, splashed with ink, cross-staggered, and different people sketch different life. The journey of life is adventurous and full of experience. Pen strokes through, leaving ink. If the scenery is good, may
The twinkling stars in the sky, like the blazing fireworks, will soon pass away, and I will look at the sky so quietly. The evening breeze will blow up my naughty hairlines in front of her forehead, so gentle and gentle, just like my mother's warmth. The palm of your hand touched my head, but this extravagant request never happened to oneself. Everyone called me Aya. I live in a small town by the sea. This small town is very
It is a pleasure to be accustomed to a person's quiet meditation and to travel in the ocean of wisdom. Those unspeakable and uncomfortable things can be swallowed in my head. I just sit quietly, but others do not know what I am doing. I really enjoy this process. In this world, it is quiet, poignant, and ups and downs, those great directors, those magnificent
The story has drawn a full stop. I don't know where to start. Really like the movie said, "The end of love is the story." Everything returned to calm, no crying, no drunk. One person sat in the study room and kept looking at the article. Only at this time did he discover the importance of the text. It calmed my unshaken heart. Such a day was maintained for a day and it was found
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We broke up and I opened the article sent to you a few days before breaking up. I know you haven't seen it so much that everything is useless. When a person's eyes are no longer for you to stay, every word you say is redundant, and your crying will only ruin your own image. Turning away and not looking back may be the best way to go. The following is my useless stay that day, I was actually
Love is not a flower woman is not allure my family has grown into early flowers, this is a grounding gas and then pick up the fairy flowers. It has the form of ordinary corn seedlings that nurtured our lives, but it has created elegant flowers, like Xiao Jia Biyu. Now that the shy beauty does not look up, I lean over to taste and wait for a full-blown encounter in my life. This was when I was transferred last year.
You are the love of my regret and not the text. Lin Biao You are my regretful love but not. – Inscriptions These days, the weather is very good. It is filled with sunlight all day long. The warm air and warm breeze melt all the cold. At night, you can go out and walk around, watch the stars quietly and enjoy the peace of one person. Thinking that such days can continue, calm like flowing slowly
The text/rainy night memories are some memories of fleeting years and have been buried in time. It is not easy to mention it but just quietly in the years. With all its wishes, the more it precipitates, the more like a sea of flowers. When all the languages became a beautiful one, when all the old memories became scenery. When all those who once dared not face it, they can now talk and laugh freely. When had all gone
Can not help the eyes that a touch of wet Ru Xibin old pair of couples live in the seven buildings on the first floor of our community, the wife has been paralyzed for three years, her husband retired for several years. The children are working in the field. The old couple is really dependent on each other. They walk out every morning and evening. Sitting in her wife's wheelchair, the husband slowly pushed behind her and walked through the avenue of the community and walked through the road.
Written by: The bird that flew high in the night is quiet, and the lamp on the bedside is dimly lit. Resting on the bedside, closing his eyes and listening to a piece of soothing music, his heart gradually calmed down. Seems to have entered sleep, stunned, and whispered the classic wolf's classic song "You at the same table." The familiar melody made me wake up. The mind flashes through the countless faces of the same table, finalizing
Although there is a distance between the text/rain nightlife and the deep encounters. But the heart is always together because of a certain definition. Personality and experience seem to be the same, so even if there is distance in some aspects. But it will also slowly emerge over time. Some people we know for a while. But it can be remembered forever, not how good the other person is but to find each other. All the shortcomings are still
The raining weather did not clear. I was trembling at the corner. If you knew, would you feel bad for me? I remember that year when you extended your warm hand and gave me a blue sky of hope – foreword I am a bad girl, fight fighting, smoking, drinking, and gambling. “Bad girl is not born like this, but she is insecure and hopes to have someone love her.
There are some people in the text/rainy night, just a dream in life. Dreaming each flowering period with the illusion of a journey, walking between half awake. Some people have dreamed of their own beauty for a thousand years, and are on foot in dreams. Like someone who has come across a dream of dreams in spring flowers, there are some people. Wake up dreams on schedule, eventually reaching the blight of time. Like a heavy rain, it wiped out everything. Say