Miss the Phoenix in the rain, misty rain, but I didn’t have time to touch her, her figure remained in my mind, lingering….. As if looming, as if at ease, as if an affectionate Hunan girl was waiting alone in the rain, pulling slippers, walking on the hard stone road, looking for your trace step by step, crying loudly and letting the rain baptize her, I can’t tell whether it is rain or tears, but I know that you shed tears but still miss it. If you can no longer dock, you just cry silently….

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Dreams are beautiful and spotless. I don’t like to dream, but I often dream. I always dream about my school days, especially my middle school days. Having a familiar class with a group of familiar students following the familiar teachers, or feeling the tension before different exams, I always feel that I am not as hard as other students. Some people say that there are thoughts every day and dreams every night, and this sentence seems not to have any basis. At night, people’s brains will be out of control. For me, I won’t be bored to think and go to school during the day, exam. If the dream is to make up for the reality regret, it can be identified, and it is possible that I can’t grasp the middle school age well, so that I am further and further away from those excellent students. It’s hard to avoid dissatisfaction in my heart. I still want to compete with them in my dream. I always want to take the first place, which is my personality in primary school. It’s good to be in the top ten of the department, which was my thought when I was in junior high school. Never count down, that is the true portrayal of me in high school. When I arrived at the university, I was really isolated from the world. I would not take the first place or the top ten. I would count. I am not a student union or a class Committee. I don’t like these organizations in college, so I won’t participate actively. I have no special interest and no special activities. But I liked playing badminton at that time. At first, I just played badminton step by step according to the physical education teacher’s teaching method, which was too gentle, It’s okay to compete with girls. If I meet a female man or a boy, I will not be their opponent. I also like running. Every night I will go to the dark playground of our school by myself, where no one can see or know anyone. But I knew Xiao Wei, the only best friend in college. Xiao Wei was a beautiful, lovely, pure and strong girl. I like her very much and appreciate her very much. I also like reading books, reading history books, and enjoying the pleasure of reading alone in the dormitory. Back to reality, I am a mother of a good baby and a wife of a good husband. I am doing repeated things, washing clothes, cooking, doing housework, feeding the baby, tired and happy. Maybe I will come back to work a few months later, but that’s a few months later. What I can do now must be done well. No longer leave regrets for yourself.

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Today, when reading the jade tower spring written by Ou gong, you can see all the flowers in Luocheng every time you have to. It’s easy to say something else when you start to share the spring breeze. I think of the 13 years when I chased after the flowering period crazily. First, the tulips show, then the peony show, then the trip to the fragrant flower world, and then the trip to the Lotus world. Either go alone or walk together. When you meet the flowers to be braid or bloom, you will be filled with joy as if you meet a wonderful fate. It is like a full spring and summer planted in my heart, swaying towards the sunshine. When a gust of wind came, it seemed to hear the laughter of the bells all over the mountains and plains. The corners of the mouth raised involuntarily, like a beautiful dream covered with gauze, clean and clear. This kind of emotion is also like the life mentioned in the spring of the Jade Tower, which is a kind of love fool. This hatred is not related to wind and moon. In my initial impression, what flowers represent is not the most intuitive beauty, but the weakness of empty branches and the pride of being green, fat, red and thin in the rain and wind last night. Through the Ages, too many people use flowers to compare beauty, but they do not meet my impression and expectation of women. The beauty of a woman is not the colorful flowers and colorful eyes, but the toughest temperament in the ordinary world, which is the strength of the fortress in the heart. It was not the shade of Lin Daiyu’s flower hoe, nor her sentimental song of buried flowers. If the beauty of life is under the protection of others, how you persevere in the world is just a short moment of scenery. If the beauty of life is free from wind and rain, you will not be a delicious food with all kinds of colors and fragrance at any age. Therefore, such extremely fleeting beauty and extremely imaginary beauty are really beyond my heart. Later, it was in high school that there was an article saying that the lighter the color is, the stronger the fragrance will be. When you look at the words, you may want to be noble and clean. But what immediately appeared in my mind at that time was a plain white body, walking in the dangerous arena with unhurried steps. There is no need to have unique skills, no need to be slick, and only a clear heart is enough to travel all over the world. Later, it seemed that there was no reason to find. There is absolutely no reason for the vitality of spring and the high implication of Fengbo of summer. In fact, I don’t like summer. The only time I said I like it caused a skin storm. Until now, I still regard it as a punishment for myself to say that I like it too casually, just like too many lovers who say that they love each other but go their own ways. I looked for it carefully, and finally I felt that the impression of flowers had changed 360 degrees, which was probably the age that made me understand the loyalty to life under the delicate appearance of flowers. This kind of awe-inspiring momentum like a warrior was wrapped under the dazzling colorful colors, making it public quietly. I realized that maybe the appearance of flowers is like Lin Daiyu, but the temperament is Jing Ke. Before going to a flowering period, I had already known that it was the sadness that was gone forever, but it was still bustling with great fanfare, and there was no shadow after falling. It doesn’t know what tomorrow will be, nor does it matter what tomorrow will be. It only knows that it will indulge itself and never be enchanting while the sun is warm and sunny. No matter how to resist it, it is the final ending. It is better to enjoy a bright spring and summer than to spare no effort to make a day longer and shorter. Only then did I know that such a trend is the soul of flowers. Incisively and vividly, without flinch. Even in the journey of death, one should die in an extremely beautiful attitude, and then meet the next flowering period again. You said, how is it not a beautiful love to meet such a flowering period?! After writing this, I realized that Qin Guan’s Queqiao Immortal was really excellent. He said: once the golden wind and Jade Dew meet, they will win countless people.

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