-01- A friend's peach cried to me that she accidentally dropped her shoes into the car when she was in the car. The two pairs of shoes are still very new. She only walks once or twice. Peaches are a very thrifty person and have a very strong sense of belonging to their own things. Even if it was a long-used old watch lost, she would also like to get it back. So when she got off her car, she found herself
Not before, not now, but in the uncertain future. I know you have your hardships, so I do not force you to be with me. Are you ok? It's very painful for you to be in a different place. Maybe I'm in love with you. It's wrong from beginning to end. I disturbed your life. From the very beginning to the present, I think about it. I seem to be hurting you. Is affecting you, maybe what you think is right
Finally he found her in the park with a small temper. The long hair under the sun was slightly messy. Her eyes were her only. He quietly circled behind her and wrapped her arms around her waist, soft and warm. "Can we go home?" She was standing in shock, in his arms around her waist. Quickly turned around, with four eyes facing each other, sweat falling from his forehead and tears falling from her eyes.
More terrible than derailment and asexual marriage is domestic violence. To be honest, I am particularly contemptuous of men who fight women, especially those who are prone to violence. In my opinion, a man who beats a woman not only loses the gentlemanly manner that a man must have, but also must not fly. I remember Zhang Qian's "The Lost City of Zhao Song," said: There is emotion as a person's instinct, and controlling emotion is a person's ability.
Reader's Contribution: -01- You didn't intend to go to court, but you were alone and led to floods. I must have passed my heart and stopped before you. You waved a thousand layers of waves, and I wouldn't hide in a silly way. You hear it, it's windy, it seems to be telling something, but I can't hear it clearly, but I can hear a little bit of crying. I used to cry because I was really shameful. You see, the sky is flying dandelions
Love a person, there is no shortcut, only love to love, use your own feelings to feel the other person's feelings, listen carefully to the other person's heart sounds. Love a person is not blindly pursuing each other's love, nor is it wishful of beliving themselves, and humble to the dust to seek the love of others. Such love is not true love, but love that has changed in quality, even if it is possessed, it will not long. Love a person is not just looking
In a warehouse, a hamster and a little mouse are living together, and both of them are happy lovers. The young hamster was raised by a warehouse clerk, furry and lovely. He was deeply loved by the warehouse staff and fed the best food every day. The little mouse secretly burrowed a hole in the warehouse to steal food from the warehouse. Living, and often driven away by the warehouse clerk, the baby hamster often steals
I want to meet you in the finest moment when you see the rain outside the window. There is no apprehension. It seems that the world belongs to them. It is unbelieving to show itself. Maybe it wants to find out exactly what its most true self is. of. Perhaps this is exactly what each of us asks ourselves every day, what I want, what my existence is for, and I want to present myself in the best possible way.
Rabbits and tortoises have a small pool next to a dense forest. There is a small turtle in the small pool. It's a fool to have a good time. One day, the little turtle playing in the small pond felt a little bored. He drilled out of the pool and climbed to the shore. The grass on the shore is thick with grass. The green grass is especially comfortable under the sunlight. The little turtle slowly crawls into the grass and reveals grass.
"Later, I finally learned how to love, but unfortunately you have long gone and disappeared in the sea of people. Later, finally understood in tears, some people, once missed, are not there…" Rene Liu's "Later" sang How many people remember memories and sentimentality of the youthful past? After 18 years, they made a film “The Us Later”. It was as if the time was going backwards. The mind recalled 2010, 2011, 2012…
“We love to be inseparable, love is involuntarily, and why not see you again is a stranger.” On Christmas night, walking alone on the street. Looking at pairs of couples, passing through in front of them, my heart has a hint of unnaturalness. Walked in front of a humble small shop and heard the gracious "Good-bye is only a stranger." Everyone has a special stranger in his heart that he can
West faded sun, a few degrees cool? Moonlight / White Moonlight The last rays of the sunset pass over the corners, shallow, soft. Fall in my palm, intertwined with my veins, parallel. Soon, he left lonely, as he had when he came. Quiet, cool. Knowing to cry happily, I have never seen such a quiet and gentle night, like a low embarrassment, like the hand of the sea. Under her watch,
In the spring of 1995, I received a call from an unknown woman. The other person reported my name and age in a strange tone, and even my address was crystal clear. I was a bit upset about questioning who she was. She seemed to be aware of the fears in my voice. After a few seconds of silence, there was a burst of laughter from the receiver. It turned out to be my old classmate, Rodin. I am a bit surprised
"Love is a sly trick" Text/mountain flower ghost divides a love into two halves you half me me half we are half of each other Suddenly found that there isn't so much care I don't care if you ever return my message, Do not care if you look in my eyes is hot or stagnant! A love I will hold it hurt, you lie in the flowers, stick together is a grass, did not send me flowers you say, flowers
Some encounters are inevitable. Just like the breeze meets the white clouds, the flowers meet the sun, and the tea meets the water. Where did I meet you? It is the edge, the beautiful encounter, the accident of life, it is a kind of remembrance. It is almost one year since each date of the association was counted. The past days are like the alley of time, beautiful and living with the old people. Silly record every chat, because she thinks every
Her name is Wang Qing. She is very tall and has beautiful black eyes. Long hair does not comb all the year round, so it is laid neatly on the back. Her outstanding learning, coupled with a beautiful appearance, makes her in the hearts of boys in the class, is simply a goddess-like existence. In my class, I was an unknown person. In order not to let her ignore my existence, I would use the kind of annoyance
Clouds and hearts are hidden, always laughing crazy rain, Huanxinxiangxiao, nothing but the mad mad! Taoxi spring wild flowers blossoming, the village of Mao Yanyan to Yan. In front of the lamp, look at the flowers and see the bluebirds in the trees and explore the road to Pengshan. The rivers and lakes are too large, and they have been detached from the countless areas and missed many prospects; the rivers and lakes are too small, they are squeezing and affectionately thin, a piece of paper is blue and green, and their timeliness is thin? Clear mirror sympathy, always fall face
Dear: When you met you, you were still a ignorant girl, such as a flower that had just bloomed, without exposure to morning dew, without wind and frost. We are acquainted with illusion, but we are similar to reality. I remember seeing you for the first time, it was midsummer afternoon. I stepped on a bicycle, riding on the summer breeze, waiting for you in the sunset. And after all, you come, a souvenir, bright flashes, and a full wave.
A period of dreams meets in a dreamy, warm season, when the heat of the summer fades unconsciously, and the mountains and rivers of the season have seemed to cool down with the summer flowers. After thinking horses and galloping horses, he missed the flowering period, and reappeared at the entrance to Ai Zengming. He only sighed at the dim light and could not hide his inner desolateness. Everything seemed to have ended and became the past. Of course, the threshold of memory is the relationship between two people.
-01- When brushing the watercress, see such a question: Is the relationship not something that will not be connected? Someone commented below: Do you not rely on ideas to communicate? Feelings are very fragile. Even deeper and deeper, if you don’t contact, it is equal, because time will dilute everything and make everything return to normal. I feel very much about this. In real life, many emotions are strong from the beginning