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2018 年 4 月 11 日 星期三  |
| A cold autumn |
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rain, slow rain and light wind days, a relic of missing, the illusion of falling eyebrows, the eyes of the sores show your elegant and graceful figure, dancing in the wind, beautiful and beautiful, if you know whether or not to give a clear message to the heart of the heart, no gorgeous and elegant words, just simple and simple A single "think of you" is enough. In fact, do not you do too much, a deep knowledge is good, even if separated from the horizon, as long as each other's meditation, it can be crossed. If you are well, I will feel at easeThis wasnot adecisionthat Itook lightly. .
When miss, open space to read the text for you to copy, murmur; when miss, move a cane chair sitting in front of the court to cook a curtain of light, gently sings, twisting this missing, line of words, light song accompanying, the passage of time, face wrinkled, white silk white, this thought is always entangled between the heart, waiting to the flower vest The year long is a green lotus, which is lonely and tranquil, clear and transparent, elegant and fragrant, quietly appreciating, and quietly reading, this kind of meditation is so beautiful, only because of the only heart, a whole life, a memory, a dead end, a deep affection.
Be it so！ In the time quietly old, in the years slowly aftertaste, keeping a constant heart, just want to write a deep feeling, concave and convex, depicting your story, writing down three life, a painting gentle and sentimental, a deep and shallow memory, imprisoned a beautiful, warm into years, brewing into a pot of Qing Dynasty. Wine, shallow and shallow taste, moonlight in the west tower to drink, a cup of love, a cup of Miss, drunk red, sleeping years, memories of the companion, it is necessary for years to have many factors of happiness, in the cool autumn night, and will not be lonely, lonely, alone, in the future days of slow swallow, drink the thoughts of a life.
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| Time goes on |
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, time does not stay, hurry and come, and go away.
Ruthless red and ruthless things of fallen leaves, two of the youth brocade, watching the red fallen leaves in front of the court, listening to the autumn rain and singing, as always, as always, I wait for a bouquet of flowers, enjoy the beauty of the autumn and the fall of the fallen leaves in the time of the season, and wish me a long time.
There is a feeling in the heart, a long period of time, along the years past spring, summer, autumn and winter, morning and evening changes, sunrise and blooming, sunset and interest, even when the time of the grinding, the years of washing, when the flowers bloom in the moon will also be flooded, miss the disease, time is like a injector, absorb the past events of the world, will absorb the past events of the dust, will be scattered in the dust of past events, will the past, will absorb the past events of the world, will absorb the past events of the scattered world, will the past, will absorb the past events of the scattered world, will the past, will absorb the past events of the scattered world, will the past, will absorb the past events of the scattered world, will the past events, will absorb the past events of the scattered world, will the past, will absorb the past events of the scattered world, will the past events, will absorb the past events of the scattered world, will the past, will absorb the past events of the scattered world, will the past events, will absorb the past events of the scattered world, will be It is suppressed in the narrow space, fermented into a thick yearning into your life, like cells to reproduce, withered, proliferate, in the wilt, in the proliferation, cycle, Rong Rongmao born This wasnot adecisionthat Itook lightly. . However, the boat has passed the mountains, the water is not a time, the mountain is still, the grass and wood, the old age, all in the walk, all in change, the only change is the first heart; the first heart not negative, and what is the beginning of the heart? There is no one in the world. I sing alone in the three thousand night. With the beginning of his heart, a shadow of the past, the film of the past, the ripples of missing, a square of the yellowish brown spot, and a quiet face, a smile and a silent smile, a pot of deep clear, and a drink with the time of time.
Many times, a love can be brewed into a pot of light fragrant tea, which is steaming the past with old passion. I think this moment falls into the whirlpool of missing again. Hand in hand a cup of tea, fine products slow swallow, wing tasting, revisit the long history of the deep feeling, it is so refreshing, fragrant and moist heart, looking at floating tea like this love, this love and heart, floating and deep, warm, but always emanating scent, gentle breeze in the rain, warm a pot Deep in love, drink and yearn, in the twinkling of an eye, it is full of warmth, soft and soft. |
| 2018 年 3 月 29 日 星期四 |
| walking in the spring |
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When young, home Qianmo, facing the dry monsoon ringing sound of the dust blown. I think, why do not be born in the tide of the Yangtze River in the south of the Yangtze River, the flowers bloom in the four seasons, the air is always so moist, so that there is no dust.
When he grew up, he was still walking in the eternal dust of his hometown, but there was no thought of childhood again. Know, after only the endless sand, will usher in the hometown of flowers everywhere, wander, like walking in the four seasons such as spring rain in Jiangnan, just enjoy the youth we still don't know.
After growing up, only to find a home, monsoon, pushing the seasons, show home every tree and bush, endless beauty, especially the village in front of the house, on the slope of the ditch Keke tree from nowhere, since it with the home grown, with its most rustic charm, decorated home four years.
Have seen many green trees in Qionghua, leaves rich or patches, Ronghua worth mentioning, but in the heart most love or home tree, clusters of white flowers, in the shade of the village has become a flower heart This wasnot adecisionthat Itook lightly. . Spring warms the earth, all this season brings the world of flowers, simple without a beautiful village, faded is the winter winds blow the coat, with delicate fragrance, green and Fangqianwuhou exposed not much, if any, the tree in the spring to stretch the waist, inadvertently, have little bud hanging in the tender bud. Maybe they don't know, stretch each petal tender already affects attention, under the tree had several pairs of small fine waiting for its blooming.
Everything is agreed in the absence of words, the village understand, the Sophora tree understand, I also understand...
Like in the dream, he has Huaihua smell the fragrance, the stillness of the night, the village is now a pagoda like for a time and meet the commitment, quietly blooming dreamlike appearance, like pure fairy proud to keep the branches, overlooking the dawn of the first rays of sunlight, until dawn covered with earth, the whole village is mu in the thick of the Huai Xiang, because of the arrival of the Huai Xiang, May began her home the most beautiful time of its seasons.
In the morning, opened the door, found that the village is Huaihua world, everywhere the gorgeous white layers in the branches, like the sky falling clouds of clouds, in the eyes of childhood, like the village grandfather wound cotton candy. Look trance, Huai Xiang as a gentle mist came with the wind, the heart is drunk, indulge in fragrant, do not want to wake up. See the wisps of smoke under the eaves creeping on the lower, reluctant to disperse, does it also passed out in May or not through the Huai Xiang, Huai, even the flowers covered with dust. |
| 2018 年 3 月 27 日 星期二 |
| On that morning |
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In March, kapok campus was particularly bright, charming and the touch of red smiling in the wind, like to look around charmingly naturally or half unconsciously, leaving traces of amorous glance. Don't know why, but have a feeling that kapok, though not under. Perhaps it is because of its flower language -- cherish the people around us, cherish the happiness in front of us, too beautiful and sad, maybe because we met in the season of kapok blossom. At that moment, it seemed as if the air was congealed, and only the eyes that we looked at, the delicate feeling drew us. Kapok blossoms, I met you.
, the sun was shining on the campus in a leisurely way. It was quiet and serene. The sunlight passed through branches and mottled lights and fell on the floor of the cement and shook in the breeze. The breeze and birds swept past me and inadvertently recalled the buried memories. The kapok tree, silent memory resident, wet eyes, trembling long silent heart. To make this beautiful covered with a layer of black, hurriedly turned away, and you are hit, fall into your arms. If you say, no, how can you meet; if you say, there is a chance, why is it full of sadness This wasnot adecisionthat Itook lightly. . In his contemplation, it was trapped in the time and space tunnel of memory, picking up the pieces of the past, with tears in her eyes, and piecing together the once beautiful stories. Someone said to me: let the past let it pass. Living in the past, the only pain of oneself, is also not responsible for the present. Zhang Xiaoxian said well in "thank you for leaving me": the more you want to forget, the more you forget, since you can't forget, don't forget to let the time solve everything. In front of the past, people always appear to be particularly vulnerable and even humble in front of their loved ones. Remember Eileen Chang once said: seeing him, she became very low, low, down into the dust, but she was happy, out of the dust. Such a kind of love, let a person very tired, but also willing, is happy. After countless sleepless nights, hate you heartless, angry you refuse, anger you leave, a night of loneliness and loneliness, confused at a loss. What we said, the scene we were together, the scene in front of the scene, the tears of happiness. I should hate you, and I should thank you. Because of you, I have these beautiful memories, and I have an unforgettable love. Eileen Chang said: -- and you always know the right thing to heart, hand, and son is a most sad poem...... Life and death and parting are all great events, which are not governed by us. How small and small we are than the forces of the outside world. But we have to say, 'I'll always be with you, and we don't leave all the time. It seems like we have done it by ourselves. Hold your hand, and grow old, but good wishes of people in love is wishful thinking! Most of the time, in the face of reality and love, more people succumb to reality, give up have made a solemn pledge of love love, this love, in reality, how cannot withstand a single blow. I did not blame you, did not hate you, because know, understand your helplessness, understand your heart. You leave, and I have no regrets. Thank you, I once remembered you, there was a trace of you. |
| Every heavy tour of life |
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It was already late, suddenly found the infinite light lit up all around, so quiet, feel the end of the world is coming! let me have some understanding of the management of time, no rest days, only to repeat the reading, Journal of child, see family group in to the brothers and sisters gathered news, let me think of you and I love is not a marathon! Our "love" is still greater than meet together, it would be broke up. Today I found myself one of two white hair, in fact I am not surprised! Do not say age, first say I go on writing, raise their manuscript, also like the length of the drag car like the avant-garde learning network marketing strategy, it is not white haired, I have thanks to Xie Tian and you have heard it! I feel like I'm such a state of life do not deserve to have good people like you in my side, because I have no time to love you, you don't have time for ordinary people's affectionate, in pairs, wronged you, you owe me. I know you always support me, otherwise! You wouldn't be my strong backing, love a person to love her all, I know, you have to do is I, I am grateful to you, now busy just short, over a period of time I would sneak in to leave more time for the you, I sometimes think you very much, believe our days together, I am on your arms, the number of stars in the sky, watching the fish in the water, listening to the wonderful music, thought of here, I also issued a long "sigh" sound, you want to think you are!! miss you! No wayThis wasnot adecisionthat Itook lightly. , just want to you! We should have a long time no see, though, but the heart together, see not meet is not the most important, the most important is you have my heart, you are in my heart, this is enough, we also Laotaibuxiao, Mature age, though I say so, I don't want to grow up in front of you, never want to grow up, always like a child, let you spoil my whole life. |
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