The night is vast, the moon is in tears, and the silent reed is shining. The autumn wind was deep in the night and returned to the right mandarin duck. The chirp is not pleasant. * * River, tears, eyes, silent empty hill. The autumn wind was gone, and the herd boy was catching up with the sheep. Baa Baa is not pleasant to hear. * * * *
Rain, silently wandering, drifting, waving the tears of dreams, night language, quiet and natural, listening to the rain fairy tales, singing the songs of dreams. Writing on the water quietly, breaking the ripples, flowing back the shadow of dreams, a tear dripping away. In the rain swing, who knows the secret behind the movie? Pick a leaf and let the rain touch your toes. A drop of tear, no rain and no perfume.
From temperament, grace and accomplishment, the author of the article said that Kang Youshan’s true love is the true meaning of life, true love is the eternity of the world, true love is human instinct, true love is the power of youth. Like picture and symphonic poem, it can depict the most beautiful pictures and play the most moving movement. Love itself is a wave from the bottom of my heart.
One day when you and I were old, sitting in front of the courtyard, enjoying the flowers falling, and seeing all the bright purple and bright red, would you still like to accompany me to see the water flowing? The beauty of time is in its inevitable passing. Spring flowers, autumn moon, summer and winter snow. The path of time, see the blooming of spring flowers, summer blooming, in the quiet winding path, into the terrain of the season, through the cold and warm, through the ordinary, the heart has gone with you to the distance
Rong Brother, I, Xiang Er, since that day courage to send you a message, Xiang Er miss you more irremediable, our memories, our dribs and drabs, countless nights dream of you, recall you, the original, you have been deeply rooted in my heart, filled with your heart, we are together Every picture is like a movie playback.
Emotion is expendable, and it will never come back if it is consumed. It is said that we will encounter an average of 890,000 people in this life, of which only love with the individual, can only make friends with dozens of people, can only play with you in single digits, can make friends with none of them. It’s hard to find a person with three views, not just because the conditions are right together. Difficult to return, but three views.
Lu Mo Chou * * * big wind, will not scrape lost, once drunk, you boil my porridge. On the road to work, your brother will be in his arms and he will be there with you. Don’t send the elder brother to the elder brother. * * did not listen, cicada insect chirp, your words, filled with several pockets. Working road, brother will bring along with you in a few years of spring and autumn, my sister do not want to think more.
Chopin’s Nocturne came in my ear and turned to take you to the airport of Thousand Miles Away. You are the Goddess of Running. How much I like you. I regard the Blue and White Porcelain as a farewell gift to you. The wind in my ear keeps on going, like the wind breaking in the east. Looking at my hair like snow in the mirror, I think of that. With you in the chrysanthemum terrace, the daisy appeared in the golden armor.
I do not know how to think about it. I’ve seen a quote before: “I really loved you, I thought about taking you to see the first snow of the Forbidden City, the coastline of Alaska every year; I’d like to be alone with you, watching the tides on your pillows, the red carpet auditorium, the dusk plains, and I’d like to share them with you; I’d like to imagine sharing them with you. Live together until white
The old man’s love grandpa and grandma married in their twenties, it has been more than 70 years, five years ago, grandpa left. Immediately after grandma’s memory began to decline, sometimes I forgot even if I hadn’t eaten my own food. When the family had dinner that day, Dad talked about ordering a news daily. Grandma suddenly blurred her eyes and said, “your father used to read the news daily.”
When did you begin to understand that life is flawed. Feelings are hypocritical. Romance is an illusory pursuit. Once, the original purity was cut and trampled to pieces. The beautiful flower is broken into dust. She said that being cheap is a pronoun. Love is thorough and it hurts very well. Passion, trembling, Muse, flowers and moonlight, solemn pledge of honor, flashing past. Tenderness is tossing and rubbing. very
Perhaps the thick Acacia and affectionate confession have been washed and stained by time. Also accompanied by the light rain that day when I parted, I washed it very lightly. How many times have people been depressed and crying for separation and loss, and how many times have they been delighted and rejoiced in getting and gaining? If you lose the sun, you will lose your brilliantly. Remember the wind was quiet that night. Let’s go.
“I would like to know each other, the eternal decline of life, mountains without mausoleum, the river is exhausted; Winter thunder earthquake, summer rain and snow, heaven and earth, but dare not with the king.” In the world, space and time, only emotion can last for a long time. Love represents any kind of emotion in the world. It exists from beginning to end and will go farther than we can imagine. As for the most profound and warmest, that is, it will deduce a magnificent and vigorous warrior.
I don’t know why I miss you so much. Meet you, network. You are in Anhui, I am in Zhejiang. I have no resistance to your little cold and gentle tenderness. I like the way you feel to me. No, every time you shoot it yourself, it’s either a little cold with a rigidity, or it’s a smile with a sprout. I like your clean smile very seriously.
Sleep quietly at night, drizzle misty chic, let the spray gently drop from the corner of the eye, over the eyebrows of grass. Faint with the wind drifting, reach out to touch the fingertips of lotus leaves, secretly lit the lantern, put down the memories of the past. Long with the rain swaying, a little rain dragging you gently skirt corner, counting the footprints of time, forget the world’s fireworks. Quietly watching the shadows in the rain, slowly
People are ordinary, so the little bit of harm would be depressed for a few years, I also joke, have experienced, so I do not deny, after all, put down a person is very rare, especially a person who does not want to give up, and those who can not let go, can only silently follow, as a supporter behind the scenes. Many girls asked me why boys are so brotherhood.
The Boulevard is the companion of the neon green leaves. In April, we looked into the five night, and lost our memory. Where is the South nostalgia? There is no such circle in the three full moon. The gentle rain is washing the night, and the willow is waiting for you to return.
Last Friday was the traditional Chinese festival – Tanabata Festival. Qixi Festival is also Valentine’s Day in China. In 2006, Qixi Festival was listed in the first batch of national intangible cultural heritage list by the State Council. On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, lovers will give each other holiday gifts and pass each other’s holiday Acacia. Merchants have also made great efforts to make sales advertisements for products, which once made Tanabata seem particularly meaningful and far-reaching. Qixi Festival originated in the Han Dynasty and the Eastern Jin Dynasty.
I also carelessly hurt the loved one may have some memories that do not belong to me, once how beautiful, but now so sad, too many memories can not bear to forget, too many memories can only be placed in the heart of a corner, if everything can start from scratch, can each other cherish, used to everything Pretend to be indifferent, just for the poor self-esteem in my heart.