The afterglow of the sunset warms my dream, the temperature of your palm, the warmth of my chest, the residual warmth of your leaning on my shoulder, dispelling the biting cold wind in winter, I am a wild cat curled up in the dark night with thorns staring at the blue eyes, avoiding the dark void and living in his own world, watching the stars at night, listening to the ethereal dream, fear of injury, fear of putting down your pride, covering layers of cocoons, building hard walls, thick shells on the back, walking at strange intersections, walking through familiar long streets, seeing familiar scenes, hanging red lanterns there are only layers of candles left in the sunroof lights. The warm candlelight hurts the eyes of wild cats. Wild cats quietly hide under the eaves of the eaves. The windowsill looks at the scene of happiness. Don’t want to disturb your happiness. Just want to watch your happiness. Watch your happiness outside the window be a lonely wild cat full of thorns in the dark night accompany the night gradually dawn the remaining temperature you leave is my warmth I bury it in my heart but you don’t know me I don’t want to be a wild cat waiting for the lonely night. I don’t know I am a wild cat that can’t keep warm every night, cry till dawn, let tears stay with me overnight happy you in the candlelight, tears outside the window

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Every winter passes and spring comes, I want to abandon everything in the past and have a journey to wake up my sleeping self, because winter is too cruel. In spring, that man went to Jingjiang to see rape flowers. I saw a large area of rape flower field in the photo, which was blurred during the boat trip. Blue sky, clear water, green leaves, yellow flowers, everyone is willing to lose. I can imagine a person breathing hard towards the blue sky and clear water and the rape flower field, listening to the wind and the sound of the wind. Niuyin, drinklikefish. I think of this word to describe. Her trip was really romantic. In a spring season, she went to see a flood of yellow flowers. For the future season, can you save the factors of happiness and joy, and even expect a colorful relationship? If only someone could go together, good things and scenery need to be shared, you can also look after each other. Just like I wrote something, many of them just want everyone to be happy after reading it. Let’s share it together. It is also a very happy thing to find people who can watch the scenery together. Life confidant rare, always true. I envy those who travel together by bike. It’s a walk-and-go Journey, a scenery that you want to see. It’s really a great happiness to find one or two friends to set off together. Later, I didn’t contact this person either. Everyone has different personalities. I can only say so. But maybe everyone’s cognition will lag behind many things before they know romance or unnecessary, just like those things she played with at that time, that person went to see rape in spring and so on. Today, I want to think about those things, they are all good and happy, just like my native words. Maybe I will be very famous after you come back.

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The taste of waiting is really a kind of suffering, especially when waiting for a car, waiting for others will remove people’s patience little by little, but sometimes waiting is necessary. But I am waiting for the appearance of my own words on the website. It is not a day or two to publish text on the website, but this time I have never felt that time has passed so long. Seeing others’ works appear on the website one by one, but their own works still don’t appear for a long time, I feel a little anxious in my heart, and even the passion of writing seems to be hit. I remember that in the past, the slightest time for articles to be submitted to the website was only three or four days, and the fastest time was that the articles submitted today would appear on the website tomorrow morning. But this time after a week, I didn’t see the article, and began to whisper in my heart: Is it because the quality of my own works is not good? Look at other people’s works and compare them with the works submitted by yourself. It seems that the quality of your articles is good, and I feel that every work has positive power, but why haven’t you seen your own article for so long this time? In the past, once my fairy tales arrived at the website, the click-through rate was very high and the readers’ comments were very good. This time there was no article appearing, and I felt very uneasy. Moreover, some readers even asked me if I had any works recently, I can only tell her that it has been sent to the website, but I haven’t seen it on the website yet. The waiting days felt very long, and it was normal in the first few days, because there were many articles posted on the website, and it was not easy to edit. It was really hard for them to carefully review one article after another. But after a week, I started to read my email from time to time, and I always hope to see the editor’s reply in the email, because there will be the website of each article in the reply. But every time I failed. The more like this, the more fearful I feel. I also feel that I don’t have the ability to write. I always doubt whether my words are unpopular. The night was already deep, and suddenly the cellphone prompt rang. I was wondering if there were any new changes in my QQ space. I turned on the phone and saw the reply from the editor of fairy tale website: The article was published. Click to see the website of each article, followed by a paragraph: due to the recent revision of children’s songs Channel, the manuscript review speed is much slower, hope for understanding! It turned out to be this reason, which made me feel refreshed and feel that my efforts have not been wasted. The affirmation of editors and readers is the greatest encouragement to me. Looking at the words of appreciation and encouragement given by editors and the comments given by readers, I feel that I must work harder.

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