A boy and a girl met by chance in the park with the same book in their hands. Therefore, they felt very close. They talked about the book and the characters in the book enthusiastically. They talked about the dark day from noon, and they were still reluctant to give up. The next day, they met in the park. They didn’t hold the book in each other’s hands, but the topic was still in that book. They met in this way for several times, and each time they repeated the same topic. Finally, they felt tired and painful. But I don’t know where the pain lies. Many years later, they realized that they only met by chance in the book, and the plots in the book had already been arranged. The plot of their encounter is waiting for arrangement. What they attract each other is the same book, not the other. The one who stood up and went to hell once read such a story. When the priest was preaching, there was a disciple sleeping. Therefore, he told all the believers that those who wanted to go to heaven should stand up. Everyone stood up except the dozing man. Then the priest said loudly that those who wanted to go to hell please stand up, and the sleepy follower was awakened. Immediately feet. The priest told him that since you were standing. It seems that I really want to go to hell. The believers looked around and said immediately that you were also standing on the pulpit. The priest has nothing to say! People often neglect themselves when teaching others, and they may also make the same mistake with others. Therefore, philosophers say it well. Although human beings have such and such shortcomings, we still need to forgive them, because they are us. After divorce, he and she stopped at the crossroad without any words, and their faces were full of melancholy. He and she just went through the divorce procedure, and she gave him three desk calendars, he was surprised and recalled that she had cried many times and begged him not to be the bitter and tired drug supplier, he understood that on the wall calendar, there were some days for couples to get together. He carefully counted the days for couples to get together for three years, and only 40 days! Children with lively and naughty scenery have frequent and predictable behaviors, so they are not strong enough and can be controlled. But children with dull appearance sometimes make their parents unprepared. People around me don’t know what on earth is behind children who seem to be introverted and hidden without saying a word. Sometimes he himself was not sure where the flame came from. I only know that it will burst out suddenly, or I have been planning for a long time to do an extremely hidden thing beyond the normal. That only needs an instruction from the heart.

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It is said that it is already spring now, and there is no sign of spring blooming. The four seasons in the north are like a lazy man who has nothing to do. Changes are just wrapped tightly or open his skirt. The snow on the ground was crushed and crawled under every footprint, licking the ankles of spring. Breath in the breath of spring, breath out the cold wind in winter. It condenses into white flowers, hanging in the brow. Winter has old. The snow in Altay was a pure girl, and that white dress was always reluctant to be discarded. The snow in Altay was a mother without complaint. The spring was hidden under the white skirt and bred secretly. If snowflake also has roots, it must be stuck in the clouds; If snowflake also has stems and leaves, it must be broken in the spring breeze. The change of seasons is a tangled mood. Losing anything is also a pity, including the cold that I am used. How bright the flowers will wither and wither, but you still turn into water. Alive, so sad; Dead, so gentle.

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