Life may be just between life and luck, a constant repetition! In the world, how many helpless destinies, how many unpredictable coincidences, gains and losses are always difficult to balance from the surface, and gathering and scattering are always difficult to fulfill people’s wishes! While leaving, though reluctant, the moment my hand pulled out of my palm, I shed tears according to the warmth of my palm. Even if I looked back step by step, my back was still gradually moving away, blurred in the corner! Looking back on the details of the gathering and reviewing them in my heart, the whispers will have the luster of tears. All the pictures of memories will erode my thoughts. The past years are like a wax-carved template, deep or shallow, print the marks in your heart! However, your heart is the forest that I can’t walk out. Even if all the fates in the world, All can be divided into paragraphs, and there is an unpredictable result, while the definition of limitless and limitless can be divided into happiness and happiness, sadness and misfortune at the moment of being willing! Let’s just say, what we can’t get is full of dazzling and untouchable beauty. In this way, in the unexpected temptation, we made mistakes again and again and were busy chasing, ignoring catching the rivers and mountains around me, the fragrance of clouds and flowers, the end, full of exhaustion. Therefore, in accordance with the old time and the dusty 1,000 sad reasons, I like to take off all the noise and disguise in the twilight. I am alone under the lamp, according to the words, refreshing my heart, compared with another self silence, in the name of poetry, enjoy the last little bit, lonely and pure heart peace and comfort!

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My busy heart was like fighting for lovers, facing the enemies like freedom and leisure, I did not show weakness; After I fought for compromise and comfort, finally, she walked out of the overlapping study and work with the girl who loved freedom. The heart that has been bound for a long time is like the doors and windows tied by iron bolts, rusted, but when recalling the past, it is still the strange and familiar self. Because I was afraid of becoming a disgusting self, I couldn’t stop my emotions, but still recalled; Because I was afraid of losing the love of that year, I chose to return to the state before leaving the factory all the time. What is my present? Just forgetting the original self all the way, delicate writing style and melancholy mood, that Ctrip was a good brother for several years. Did he change himself or the game by himself, life is certainly a game, but I often forget it, but I often think of my past… meeting is a kind of change. Meeting makes memories turn around your past; Your appearance makes childhood full of memories. I am a stupid self, you can’t catch your emotions. Your feelings are too delicate, it enriches a lot of hostility, so I am is so good at misunderstanding and breaking at the same time; And here, every time because of competing for favor, let our originally harmonious life become fragmented. You are all sticky, but I don’t like it. I am just independent and want to prove myself, but such a choice does not mean that I want to lose you. What I want is the independence of my own spirit and life, rather than myself who will cry if there is no one missing. I work hard and also work hard. I like to be such a friend with you, but you are still yourself. There is no topic we share, just like the fashion you see and the Xu Zhimo I see, the fairy tales you see and the geometry I calculate; We have been making friends in parallel like this, and we still never miss it in the end. But when I look back and meet you, it seems that I have met myself. I like running, traveling and breathing freely. Every time I am with you, just like breathing freely under the blue sky of the Potala Palace, your existence and feeling are like a soft cloud in the sky, warm and soft. Thank you for all the encounters. I am very frank that only now can we truly meet each other. The one you used to be, the one I used to be, couldn’t help but just bumped together and became the past, just like the waves hit the stone, never met but met, no resonance, just bullshit.

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Some people say that happiness is always around me, but I just forget him for a while. But is my happiness really around me and in my hands? What is happiness? Whether it is happiness or joy’, sadness or bitterness. I don’t know, I only know wandering. Only know memories. I really want to recall that it has always been so beautiful that I will never lose it. If happiness is in my hands, I will hold him tightly, if it doesn’t belong to me. I will not force him, which means I am not good enough and have no ability to own him. If so, I should perfect myself. We should know the true happiness. If happiness is around me, I hope happiness has gravitation and I am the magnetic field, and I will firmly attract it. He is not afraid of losing or missing. The happiness around me, I will make him happy, and make him beautiful forever. Now happiness is shuttling through the wind. No matter wind or rain, no matter lightning or thunder. As long as I am happy, I will make him happy, make him bright, and let him never forget. This is my commitment to happiness, but also to him.

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I am always thinking about a question: How far are we from the village where the smoke from the kitchen is faintly lit in today’s environment? The village is still not the village in its original sense, which belongs to all the life characteristics of the village, will it become beyond recognition due to the washing of time, or in other words, who took out a sharp sword and stabbed the village relentlessly. The definition of the village is the place where farmers live together. It is definitely not one or two people, five or seven or eight people, nor one or two households, five or seven or eight households. The more people there are, the more population there will be, the more prosperous the village will be and the more vitality it will have. A village can be connected by branches and tendrils handed down from an old ancestor, or several surnames can live together. No matter which form it takes, integration and inheritance are the foundation of the continuous vitality of the village, only in this way can the village continue forward. It can be said that the industrious and simple farmers created the village with their own bodies and sweat, because of the fullness of human nature and the high spirits of life everywhere, even though it was difficult and tortuous, even if there is death and separation, the village will never die, and every year it will get the breath of new life from the cry of babies; The village has become the destination of farmers, and it is this place to settle down, it is because it can relieve the overwork, and it is because of the nourishment of the village that life can be continued, and generation after generation, time or history, only in this way can it be thicker and heavier year by year, and shining year by year. Since it is the destination and the place where the soul converts, no matter what kind of village it is, it is doomed to be missed for the whole life from the time when it takes root, even if it is no matter how far it goes or how long it takes, the village where I grew up, including the local conditions and customs filled in it and village slang, will always grow in my heart. The village is an inseparable home and a sacred land in the deep heart. It can even be said that the village has become a spiritual symbol. Although many people won’t say this sentence, they can’t abandon it in their hearts. The village has brought up generation after generation, and sent away generation after generation. Graves and villages have become inseparable knots in many people’s hearts. Dare not touch, but dare not desecrate the death. The bones are buried on the mountain, and people live under the mountain, which is people’s description and understanding of the village. Death and life are so calm in the village against men and women of all ages. Therefore, generations of people cannot leave the village, walking outside, always forget to look in this direction. The village has its own home, its own relatives, and everything that cannot be abandoned. Without the village, there would be no home and no place to stand on, which meant being displaced and wandering all the way. A village grew up in the place where the wandering ancestors chose to take root. If the later people did not cherish and stick to it, they might have to wither as before, it is a pity that nobody cares about the stories and feelings that nourish life, so they can only be scattered in the wind and smoke. In the eyes of many people, the village is just watch, and it is fundamental. No matter whether you leave or not, no matter whether you leave or not, as long as you don’t lose it at all, you will have hope and direction. The village will connect every family. As long as the village still exists, there won’t be so much sorrow and depression, and naturally there won’t be so much loneliness, because, as long as the home is still there, there will be invisible cohesion and irresistible centripetal force. Every man and woman belonging to the village will not miss the shelter of the village and will always remember the location of the village, always remember the direction of home. Village is not only a form with obvious concrete meaning, but also a kind of sustenance that cannot be replaced. Countless villages, large and small, appeared on the vast land, or they traveled all the way to seek ancestors to settle down and stop moving, which was a concrete reflection of farming civilization. In the long history of Chinese civilization, farming civilization occupies a large proportion. It can even be said that farming civilization has continued until now, no matter how the middle dynasties change, no matter how complicated the war was in the historical space-time, this civilization has been moving forward tenaciously with the continuation of the times. The farming culture that was born has influenced people from generation to generation. Even today, in many places, there are still many people living in its nutrients, farming Culture is an inseparable part of Chinese culture. Villages, or villages, are also an important part of farming culture. Village is a low-level form in the development of human settlement. People who gather and live mainly in agriculture depend on cultivation and sowing to survive, forming an all-inclusive cultural system. With the progress and development of society and the emergence of urban settlements, industrial civilization was born correspondingly, and industrial culture was correspondingly. In a very long time, the two cultures are opposite and influence each other. They have unity of opposition and run through the development and progress of the society. Traditional farming culture has been impacted by industrial civilization, and the emerging industrial civilization cannot be separated from the nourishment of farming culture. So far, Chinese culture is no longer single, and the emerging industrial civilization comes from behind. This is a very complicated and absolutely amazing process. Just as summarized by the heroes of the rolling Yangtze River passing eastward, countless ups and downs, changes of Yin and Yang, one shift and another, the results obtained are the phenomena that can be observed now: agricultural civilization gradually declined, and industrial civilization was in the ascendant. On the issue of whether farming culture is needed or not, many people go to extremes and think that it has entered the industrial civilization period in an all-round way. It is already an industrial society, and it doesn’t matter whether it is necessary or not. It is not clear whether these people have seen the real status quo. Compared with so many large and small cities, the category of rural areas is several times that of them; That is to say, on such a large land, how many villages are still continuing the social development, and how many are still absorbing the nutrients of farming culture. It is undeniable that the current industrial civilization has gradually penetrated in, today’s farming culture has changed a lot. However, as a cultural form and ideology, it has always existed and has not been obliterated, it is impossible to be completely replaced at once. Therefore, there are two kinds of cultural conflicts. Such conflicts are unprecedented, which directly reflect the result that a large number of farmers enter the city and no longer sweat like rain on the land, no longer place the hope of life on the land under your feet. This is an indisputable fact. The village in the traditional sense has encountered all the challenges that have never been met. The current situation is indeed awkward and speechless. This challenge has begun since the first native farmer packed up his backpack and left his home to squeeze into the city. As more and more people choose to leave the village and the land, the intensity is far beyond people’s imagination. It can be said to be people’s expectation for the future, pursuit for life, and even people who are not content with the status quo strive to change their status quo, no matter how much you suffer, no matter how much you suffer, there is no complaint. After all, it is still the confrontation between two cultures. Industrial culture or urban civilization shows more advantages and vitality. The gradual decline of farming culture is already clear at a glance. This kind of conflict is not only the need of social development, but also the necessity of historical progress. One production situation can replace another one, and it must have its superiority. The rapid development of the city not only provides people with a large number of employment opportunities, but also provides people who enter the city with the opportunity to accumulate wealth, which is also the purpose of more and more people entering the city. If we say that the year-long harvest of guarding the countryside is not up to the two or three months’ labor in the city, why not go to the city to find an opportunity, even if it is suffering, as long as you can create wealth, it is worth it! This is also a true portrayal of many people entering the city now. Of course, there are many risk factors and unpredictable risks in these groups, which is another matter. The result of the conflict brought unprecedented changes to traditional villages. The first is the massive flow of population. The vitality of the village, or vitality, is firstly manifested in the settlement of population. If there are only large and small empty houses left in a village, I am afraid that the vitality will shrink gradually in a good village. Especially when more and more people choose to settle down in the city, the continuation of the vitality of the village will be more difficult. The departure of a generation means the departure of the descendants. Without the reproduction and living of generations on one side of the land, how can the continuous village come? This decline obvious. Then there is the desolation of the countryside. If there were few people farming, there would be no crops in the fields where rice, wheat, cotton and oil grew in the past. Every year there were overgrown weeds, and the more luxuriant it was, the more declining the village would be. Such desolation would be highlighted, it can only be described by such shocking words, and it seems that there is no more appropriate expression. The thriving village also became depressed and dead because too many people chose to leave. I was also one of many people who chose to leave the village. I didn’t have feelings for the village that took root, nor did I dislike it at all. I left for a better life, because many people have indeed done this, no one doesn’t want to choose a more suitable way for his life. Sometimes, leaving will face more choices. Choosing to leave is also a necessity. If there is no need to leave, there will be more and better choices. Who is willing to leave the familiar country? Probably, this is the dream that people often say. Dream is a kind of support. Without dream, there is no motivation. That is the most terrible thing. Leaving does not mean forgetting, nor is it fundamentally forgotten. On the contrary, all the beautiful parts in the village will be engraved in the heart because of leaving, and the longer the time is, the clearer it will be, it is because the village that has left its ups and downs has gone deep into the heart, especially the local conditions and customs that pervade the time have already been integrated with everyone. No matter how the village changes, the ups and downs and subtleties in it, it is magnificent and meticulous, which has already been deeply rooted in people’s hearts. In short, there are bones buried on the mountain, and people live under the mountain. Bones are the passing years that generations of ancestors will not rot, the family is the foundation for the descendants to continue their lives. When I lived in the city, when I placed my small family on the edge of the city, I increasingly yearned for the village I once lived in, or the village that raised us. This is not just a kind of conservatism. There is no one living in the city who doesn’t want to blend into the embrace of the city. The key point is that how to blend in and what to rely on. It is not that living in the city can be called a city dweller, there is no cultural identity, no deep understanding and deep experience of the city, that is, no matter how long you live in the city, you still don’t know the real details of the city, or the rural feelings in your heart are still deeply rooted. Cultural identity is not an overnight thing. It requires both time accumulation and knowledge update, which is not that easy for people who have to go out early and return late for life. That is to say, there needs to be a process. The length of the process depends on one’s social practice and one’s cultural mentality. I believe there are many people like me who can’t put down the village in my heart. The fundamental reason is that there are our roots in the village. This root comes down in one continuous line and is always the same as its ancestors. It has a history of decades, hundreds of years or even longer. It can’t be compared in three to five years or more of entering the city! Just because I can’t find my own foundation in the city, I feel that I have been floating in the city all the time. It is not natural to think about the former countryside! What makes people sad is that I can’t find those feelings in the past after I go back. After waiting for a long time and thinking for a long time, I finally set foot on the way back and stood in the embrace of the village. However, the village at that time had become familiar with each other. In other words, it was no longer the village before. There were specious things everywhere. Even the people who were once familiar with them became unfamiliar and estranged. They met again after a long separation, and they were happy to be happy, but they all became cautious and completely lost their generosity to speak freely. Regardless of whether the local accent has not changed, the sideburns will decline first, and the embarrassment of not knowing each other is really hard to hide. Most of the time, I really want to go back to the countryside for a walk, but when I really come back, I can’t tell what is going on, I believe, many people will have such personal experience. In today’s prosperous urban civilization, it has long been an indisputable fact that farming culture will retreat again and again. As a country where agricultural production still occupies half of the country, farming culture will not disappear, agricultural civilization will also absorb new elements to meet its own construction and development. The farming culture with thousands of years of history will also have new ways of presentation. The old villages may remain less and less completely. However, as long as there is another one, we can feel the charm of traditional farming culture from it, and in the interweaving of tradition and modernity, feel the change and development of the village. For many people, the village is the root, which is the source in the traditional sense. Therefore, most of the time, the village will never be forgotten. When you are a person, you will be afraid of becoming a water without roots. Therefore, in everyone’s heart, there will be a village, or a village, which is both tangible and intangible, and real and concrete, it is also spiritual. Due to many reasons, the real village is gradually deserted or occupied by the town. Many people can’t find the familiar countryside and the way home. This is the so-called village that cannot be returned, but I believe that the village in everyone’s spirit is always there. No matter where you go, no matter how long the time has passed, this village will always be green. The village is always the destination of the soul and the spiritual sustenance. No matter where you are, the village is always there and growing in your mind. The reason why we can’t go back is that the society changes so fast that many situations are far beyond people’s imagination. The reason why we can’t go back is that we are always on the road. The prosperity and development of urban civilization will certainly impact the traditional agricultural civilization, but I believe that the farming culture represented by villages will not die out and will certainly present in a new way. In the traditional village, many people are really hard to reach.

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Sitting quietly on the balcony, I occasionally heard the joyful birdsong on the Orchid trees in the community. The Golden soft light shone on the extensive earth through layers of barriers, and also shot into my heart, this indicates the beginning of a new day. I closed my eyes for rest, and at the same time, I also felt the comfort brought by prestige. At this moment, I feel that my heart is extremely clear and ethereal, just like all the haze is cleared away. A little bit of moisture seeped into the atrium, and suddenly felt the vitality emitted from the inside out, the spirit was refreshed, and the mood was very comfortable! The country is so charming that it makes people feel happy and surrender!

The brain is running fast, and many warm scenes and beautiful images emerge, which are sweet, sweet, bitter, salty and mixed. Life is like this. The past has become the past. I told myself not to indulge in the memory of the past. No matter it is sweet, evil or painful, don’t let the past affect the future. With the relief, the soul gradually became empty, leaving a stone without any ripples, and many things seemed to become indifferent. Sometimes I had no choice but to protect myself-it was none of my business. I thought I could see through the world of mortals, but I didn’t know I was struggling and wandering in it. I am still me, but after the baptism of time and the precipitation of time, I lost a persistent pursuit of life.

I said I imagined the eagle traveling in the sky, free and free. In fact, the reason why Eagle has its own place in the vast sky is that it has experienced a narrow escape to cultivate his life skills, thus owning everything it wants to have. This is related to its contribution! I said I imagined the flowers, plants and trees in the nature to be quiet and peaceful without asking about the world. In fact, plants also need to experience wind and rain, cold and hot heat to see the rainbow after rain. I said I imagined the fish in the blue ocean, carefree and without care. In fact, the fish in the biota are also bound by the survival rules of the fittest who eat small fish and small fish eat shrimp in nature, and the rule of survival of the fittest ends. There is no absolute fairness, only relative, no absolute beauty, only knowing each other, no absolute love, only mutual. When thinking about it, I feel that my mind seems to be reborn after a reincarnation.

Everything only lies in the transformation of thoughts!

Everything is just your attitude towards people!

Everything has a definite number!

Many people say that fate is in their own hands, and some say that the future is in their own hands, but my little hands can’t hold fate or the future. When it comes to this, some people may want to say: then make yourself stronger. Only in this way can you be qualified to seize. Therefore, people strive hard for all their life for all kinds of qualifications. Some people have succeeded, some have failed, and some have spent their whole lives and stood still.

And my life is so plain as the Dead Sea. I used to think that as long as I keep moving forward like a galloping stream, I will meet rivers and mountains, finally it merged into the Atlantic Ocean-the endless sea. However, I lost my way halfway and couldn’t find myself.

(Ii) deep dissection and analysis of the soul, removing layers of camouflage, making a bloody heart appear in the eyes of the world, stimulating people’s eyeballs. Painters will think this is a perfect work of art, literati and poets will think this is a freehand brushwork of life, and people will think and sigh what kind of life they have experienced, only with such a shocking heart, thousands of holes. In fact, it is not terrible at all, but the process of forming a wound like a needle eye is the most frightening. Just like when you find that zhen zi does not climb out of the TV screen in front of you, but suddenly and quietly appears around you, which really makes people feel scared!

Face life with a converted heart and attitude, and you will find unexpected gains!

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Shallow mood, light heart. In August, there are also my memories, like a cloud floating around on a cloudy day. Be a quiet person, take out a blank period of time and graffiti casually. I don’t know when I became a melodramatic person. I turned out some old memories unconsciously and disguised myself as ordinary. It was no harm to be lonely or sad. But at this most beautiful age, I lacked the person who understood me! I said love is like weather, changeable! Today is another dark cloud day. During lunch, I took out my mobile phone in a hurry to take pictures of two gray clouds and sent them to distant places. During the Qixi Festival two days ago, I once said that although there were no lovers, we all belonged to each other far away. Not? Aren’t we always being that Spoony person and deeply rooted in our hearts? A few days ago, I shared my favorite song to yuner, a duo’s “one person, one flower”. Yuner said it was very nice, and also shared a MV and a micro movie in the space. I went to Baiyin for an internship, lived a life accompanied by nature, pursued the shadow of flowers in the sun, and captured the beautiful light in the breeze, like a child who has not experienced pain, but in the middle of the night, he became a madman talking nonsense again! Last night, I talked to my friend who had not contacted for a long time. She said she felt that I had changed a lot in the past two years and was better than before. I denied again and again that it was not modesty, but she didn’t know that these two years were a story that I didn’t grow up and didn’t have anything to remember or forget deliberately. However, two years later, the original persistence has not been completely exhausted, and occasionally it can still sprout a little young and frivolous impulse, and there is still something left for passion! Not long ago, I saw her story. I told others that she was a good girl, a girl that makes people feel distressed, a girl that you want to guard, I don’t know whether I love fantasy too much, or my friends are too real, they made fun of each other. Besides smiling, what else can I do? So, I became that lonely person many years ago! However, many years ago, I was so fond of bustle, but now I am used to being quiet. What kind of feelings should I have in August? Who knows. Just like that night, I told Xiaoxiao where there were so many reasons. A lot of things happen in that way. If you ask me why everything, I am need some time to make up a series of reasons. Just like the lines in the TV series you have watched, don’t say sorry to me. It’s not that every time you say sorry, I have to say it doesn’t matter. Is everything not like this? You have your understanding, I have my statement. It is September after August, and it is a new beginning. I am very pleased that after so long, I am still in the mood to write down my dream of graffiti. However, as my classmate said at noon, you are really busy during this holiday, but it is also full. Indeed, I am still sad in school until now. I will practice it tomorrow. The person in charge is not here. Many things have become my responsibility. I think it is troublesome! However, thinking that there is still a 20-day holiday waiting for me, I can’t wait. I had made plans early before I went to Baiyin for internship. During the summer vacation, I would go to some places to finish some things completely. As for what happened, I couldn’t say clearly, but I thought that after this summer vacation, I would give myself an alias and reshape an image. Speaking of this, I remembered a girl in school some time ago. Because of what I said, we met each other. Then she said that she used to like to name herself. Her net name is: her name was Xiao Yikai that year. However, I haven’t thought of an interesting name for myself for a long time. It sounds funny. Several people were still naming brother Shen’s son last night. Last time I left a message to myself: write every move into a micro novel, and then it is also good. I have to find a fixed place to store my moves. On the night before Qixi Festival, the semi-finished “because it is you” wrote a boy, a very entangled boy. Then, there was also a boy in brother Wood, who was very confused. Yuner said: Then I see you moved. But it will take some time. [End]]

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Looking at You silently, do nothing and say nothing.

I am afraid that no matter how light the gesture is, I will fly the wings of separation, carry away your sad tears and Rob away your fragrance.

At this moment, joy is also bitter. Your warm charm makes the darkness lose memory.

Don’t say who else will be there? As persistent as me, I can bring you a ray of sunshine from thousands of miles away, decorate your small house, dye red sunset glow greed, and come to the garden for your future bright moon.

Or touch all your loneliness, let the season in your dream speak, let the spring shine and exercise the power of beauty.

Don’t say anything, listen quietly.

The sound of birds in the wind and rain brings you back the lost notes, the posture of flying and the brilliance of green leaves singing, which enchanted the direction you came.

In front of your tender feelings like water, attachment is still young, and separation will never mature.

You and I don’t want to say, the destination of parting.

Only the warmth of spring can be known, and only the deep feeling of sunshine can be clear.

I like your laughter, just like the peaceful sunshine, painting a layer of warm colors to all the birds.

Let the eyes passing through autumn be young, as clear as water, as the soul of the field, and the impulse to mature in autumn, so as to harvest a full and busy season of the coming day.

Let the sadness covered by fallen leaves leave it to the spring light to read and use the tender green of grass.

Polish the flying of willow leaves, like your quietness, it is a sunset of maple leaves, a kind of natural and unrestrained after burning.

Warm and dark vision, let the passing separation, choose the time of dream by yourself, and Holy your return date.

I like your thoughts, which are open like masts and flowers, and make tears lose the fate that slips quietly at the moment of reunion, and make endless tenderness vivid again.

I like your concern, which adds a bright moon, a long love and an empty spirit to the river in my memory.

Walk into the dark night alone and wait for you. Only alone can you not feel lonely.

Put down all the unhappiness and busyness, bring your generous laughter, bring the warmth of love, and say that the desire for lovesickness can be seen or not, and don’t want to be seen or seen.

Let the cold winter, the persistence of love, the youth of love, let the cool breeze see the elegant demeanour of love and your passion in full bloom. With your waiting in the night.

Care, as deep as night

Miss, as vast as night

True love is not a flower fresh, because flowers can only be bright and beautiful in spring, can only be decorated with a moment of hospitality, and can only be filled with a moment of warmth.

Love is just a trickle of clean water by the Riverside, which makes many people who travel far and wander see the Virgin riverbed clearly in the water and remove the fatigue of lovesickness.

Water has no noble background and reputation, and no heart-warming fragrance.

Water can be seen everywhere, clear and transparent.

Just like your daily sunshine and air, the importance to life is plain but absolutely indispensable.

Water loves the truth of your life, just like privacy, keeping absolute sincerity to you, making spring soft, moistening your beauty, and letting the flower of life be your constant fondness, bright your clear sky and bright your expectations at the same time.

Love is like water, clear and pure.

Water can purify the misfortune in life and dilute the pain in wind and rain.

Water can rise to the blood needed for life, restore the simplicity of love, make the flowing water of true feelings no longer slip away from your side, and make the desolation of cold winter, no longer pick away the ruddy piece of your youth.

Every day, someone is forgotten by me.

Many things are fading out of my memory, and many nameless sorrows are withdrawing from the desolation of winter.

Only I can’t forget you, just like spring, I won’t lose the care of flowers, and darkness can’t lose the attachment of sunshine.

Only then can I know that you leave flatly, not because of forgetting, just as your arrival is not for separation, nor for appreciating the death of beauty and love.

In unfamiliar faces, I often find my familiar smile.

I clearly know that it is not you, but I really hope that you can still find your former gentleness, your breath and your Lost Whispers in the sunshine, in peace close to me.

In My Lonely spare time which warms me, I will become a piece of green with spring coming, and you will be a drop of morning dew on the green leaves.

Cut a piece of sunshine of love casually to illuminate the room where you and I are alone.

Use your sincere dizziness to drive away the loneliness left in the cold winter and let Miss serve as our temporary wedding bed.

Spread a thick layer of gentle, let the wine cup full of mellow fragrance of spring and fragrant fragrance of flowers.

Let the kiss lips of spring open your passion, let the soft fingers of Sunshine awaken your sweetness, toast to the true feelings, drink true love and drink the initial shyness of love.

Let the regret of this life become the light of the future, a period of wind and rain in the future, and let the years be weathered and sad.

Years later, I sat quietly in the sun and talked with the past silently.

Are you okay in other places?

I don’t know, I really don’t know.

I just want to visit the lost love with the most sincere blessing, and touch the edges and corners of love with the most plain language,

Enjoy the peace brought by love and the warmth you still feel.

I believe that you are still pure, persistent and lifelike, just like yesterday.

Your unfaded smile is still touching my heart all the time, making my missing wet till now.

Romance has gone with youth for a long time. Love is still blooming with the fragrance of flowers of first love in the plain and repeated torture, longing for your fortune.

Praise love and make love the master of true feelings.

Praise those love that can not only enjoy warmth, but also enjoy peace and tranquility.

Let the desolation of winter be the same as the warmth of spring, and bless a love that has been caressed by sunshine and cared by flowers.

Let the love in plain days become an important festival in life.

You have used up all your life’s energy, but you have not been able to get out of sorrow.

All your sorrows live in a flying smile, in a shyness, and the beauty of a night turns out to be your painful spring in the future,

You flow out endlessly, every dawn of blood loss.

Let the loneliness of the years be ignited by suffering, and let the dark and bright self-burning. Under the encirclement of death again and again, only your fame, the fate of escaping and being burned again and again.

And your laughter is always a piece of grass, pointing to the charming center of spring in a unique posture.

You use the misfortune of this life to fulfill the beauty and glory of the next life.

You consume endless loneliness with light laughter.

When there is no one, you fold your sadness and let your loneliness fall in love with you. Don’t take up too much space to make room for spring to enter and exit.

In order to make it dark, try to come later and leave earlier.

The length of warmth, the season loses the right to speak, only with the way of folding, love each other.

It is the laughter of leaves, picking off the charm of the first spring for you, making the missing of walking far away simple.

It is the greeting of spring that makes your persistence, move the sunshine, let out warmth and brightness, so that the spring breeze can stop, wait for you patiently and make an appointment together,

To use the fragrance of the mountain to intoxicate your separation and sadness in your heart.

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We, who once longed for the belief that parting was for reunion, said goodbye. In fact, the world is too big. Those who said that they would never be separated at the beginning, once they were separated, they might have no time and forget the end of the world. Goodbye is actually not a farewell, but a heavy promise that cannot be repeated. So we never know how far it is, then at the moment we know, don’t say separation easily. Our world is too big to turn around, and even the back is hard to see again. Our world is too small, small to Foot moment, already zhichitianya.

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Girls like boys earlier. Like all stories of youth, girls and boys are in the same class, and then they become deskmates. It is said that boys of the same age are later than girls in the world, while boys are two years younger than girls. In front of her, he was actually a kid, and she saw all his little thoughts. But the emotional thing was originally a fan of the authorities, and the girl was deeply involved in it. The boy heard of the girl’s love, and his heart was full of anxiety and shyness. For the first time, he began to pay attention to her every move. He knew her carefully. But the boy was too dull. He regarded himself as an outsider and ignored him. However, I don’t know when girls often lose their temper. They always quarrel and end the Cold War. In the youth campus, love is always short-sighted, and boys and girls also have more suspicion. He didn’t know that she turned all her thoughts into immature words and thought about them alone in the middle of the night. Did she ever know that she was the haunted XXX in his diary. Words became the initial dependence, pinning young love, but also built a wall between boys and girls. She worried that she was a girl, reserved and could not be too active; He was worried about his shyness, and often talked to his lips. The night was so dark that she standing in the light didn’t see him in the dark, but he enjoyed it. The gentle breeze blew her thoughts to him, but where was his? Along the direction of the wind, there is unknown distance, where they once met to realize their dreams. That night, at the class party, the boy was late and lingered for a long time, but finally he didn’t go in. In the later exam, they met each other in a hurry, and then went to their respective directions without stopping. It was half a year later when she heard her news again that she was with his best friend-playmate, friend, classmate, or brother. At first, he didn’t know whether he was sad or relieved, and suddenly he fell in love with silence. After she knew it, the guilt once filled with heart was left to herself after all. Later, he occasionally heard her news from his brother’s mouth, good or bad-still holding all his emotions. Gradually, the boy also fell in love with other girls, but he never said anything, and those active girls would always be rejected. The boy’s world is lonely, and his heart is filled with her stories; The boy’s heart is lonely, and he hides all his thoughts in words. After the girl broke up with his brother, he got in touch with the boy, and he inquired everything about him (his playmate) from the boy. Time flies, and their tracks extend to the distance after the short intersection. In the infinite distance, their world tends to be parallel. He told her his life, and she recalled their stories (with playmates) to him. At that time, he was drunk and finally said that sentence. Have you ever liked me? She was very surprised, and said she liked it in her heart as before, but your silence told me that you didn’t like me. The boy was silent, so was the girl. Those things had been in the past for a long time. The boy remembered that when his playmate wanted to be with her, he once strongly opposed them, not because of himself, but because of a premonition. When playmates told the boy about their affairs, the boy was so sad that they were all stories of their own. Later, the Playmate said that they had broken up and had no contact, but the boy was as calm as always. The boy always thought it was a girl’s problem until he knew the truth. How terrible it was. In a short time, the Playmate unexpectedly had a relationship with the girl and the girl knocked out the child, but the Playmate proposed to break up, which was like a farce and ended halfway. Everyone has the responsibility, but no one can bear the loneliness and stubbornness of the boy as always in the breeze and drizzle. Maybe he hasn’t grown up yet.

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