Fortunately, I will work in the middle class tomorrow and go to work at 12 o’clock. I can have a full sleep. I don’t have to struggle to get up at 8 o’clock. Now the biological clock is like this, go back to the dormitory directly after work at five o’clock, wake up on time until about eight o’clock, then two or three o’clock in the middle of the night, a diary before going to bed, and then go to bed. I used to write diaries before, and after a day, don’t write a diary and feel bored. Today, I was inexplicably happy for a day, because I made a decision to go back to Zhejiang this month, add him, see his space, and chat with him, there was a talk from his space not long ago. He said, “Can I really see you again? If possible, I hope I won’t wait too long, because I really miss you. Maybe, I thought too much. He thought of another person, and then subconsciously, I thought that person was me. I remember I told him that if my boyfriend treated me so ruthlessly when I was pregnant, I would leave him even if I had a child. This was the experience of a friend in Zhejiang. He said so confidently at that time, but now he knows how to do it. When we were together at that time, we said that even if we broke up one day, we would find you, and even if you got married, we would find you. If there was any joke, we must be a mistress. But as a matter of fact, if you have already been rude, what courage do I have to disturb you? Today, I saw that there was no his q in the list. He deleted me again, and then I felt depressed. Then he had to find his number to check his signature. It was unnecessary to add him. When I left Zhejiang, I wanted to leave, which was a kind of relief. It turned out not to be. I had never been free. It is impossible to return to Zhejiang. It turned out that I wanted to go back to Zhejiang to be happy because I hoped everything could come again. I was happy all day with that little hope. I didn’t know that his heart was as determined as iron until he deleted me again. It suddenly occurred to me that Xi Cheng came to Nanxiang, and Gu Li was so sharp to Xi Cheng. Nanxiang gave Xi Cheng the most beautiful year of her youth. Her first love, her first hand holding hands, her first hug and her first kiss were all given to him, however, he hurt her repeatedly and severely. Suddenly, I have gained so much understanding of Nanxiang, a virtual character. This is a girl with pain in her heart. Her experience makes her more sad when she is quiet. Maybe it is because Guo Jingming directed for the first time. Compared with movies, I prefer novels, because I read them a long time ago, and the feeling of reading them is still vivid in my mind. After making a movie with no words, the movie is more like a series of unrelated pictures. I can’t feel sadness, happiness and the tension of youth, I heard that the second one is going to be beautiful, I hope it will be better and better. Today, I slept till and went directly to the store. I was not happy anymore. I always wanted to do something to make myself not think or feel sad. I was so scared that I was waiting for the time to pass alone in the dormitory, thinking about the past, heart more pain. Yesterday, I was happy to go and sing in the dormitory, but today I suddenly withered. In fact, sometimes I think that I don’t love him, I am the feeling that love itself gives me. I can’t let myself be so sad any more. I know that I must be very busy, because when I stop, I will think wildly. I must face the people around me and show my smile, whether from the heart or not. The most comfortable thing today is to see Daisy, which seems to be a mixture of South Korea and Hong Kong. Love the love story between the heroine killer and the street painter. It is very dreamy and suitable for my taste. I have to say that the actors perform excellently. When the hero laughs, he just turns his mouth up, but I really like watching him laugh. The heroine is as light as a butterfly, beautiful and elegant as a movie title, Daisy. What moved me most in the movie was that she held the picture she drew for him, saying that she knew that he was the one he had been waiting for. The moment she stopped the bullet for him, just like poppies blooming with blood, they are so beautiful that they can’t help but make people feel painful. It has been said that I am a person who is easy to enter the drama, no matter it is late autumn or Daisy. In fact, death is easy, at least in the play. Shooting in foreign countries adds great beauty to the movie. Large tracts of daisies bloom in the wild, with wooden bridges and rivers. Unknown birds on the street, quiet shadows, slow shots, brewed love, wholeheartedly waiting. The scene that the heroine was sheltering from the rain was very beautiful. She always looked forward with her painting tools on her back, while he was actually looking at her across the street. I like the way the hero looks at the heroine and he smiles at her. This reminds me that he is a killer. How could such a movie cure my heart every day. Thank you for the movie and myself. I am Liu Lian I am text control

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What does it look like in winter? I think there are differences among different places. I am a typical Southerner, I have never left home to experience a different winter in the first ten or eight years, whether this has verified the relocation of ancient Chinese. Therefore, I know the appearance of winter in the place where I live. Yes, some trees will shed leaves, because not all of them are green leaves and broad leaves here. For example, the maple tree will turn yellow and fall leaves in autumn; The dead branches left by Willow are there. But when you look around, you will find that the green, which symbolizes life, accounts for the vast majority. They are green and luxuriant leaves facing the cold wind, and they live peacefully in winter. People? Clothes are added, maybe two or three pieces are possible. But the head and hands are released to enjoy the sunshine. Some young people who want to be graceful may wear it just like autumn. Snow, oh, that is an extravagant hope. The scene covered with snow and silver is definitely not the South. Sometimes, if we are lucky, we will encounter extremely cold weather, and some snowflakes may fall down. Let’s see what the snow looks like. A person who has been staying in the same place for a long time is curious about the outside world and wants to go out to have a look and feel the different scenery. Especially as a Southerner, I am very longing for the North, which also makes me travel all the way from Jiangxi to Hebei to study in university. But this winter disappointed me. As soon as winter came, the biting and split north was blowing. The originally green leaves seemed to turn yellow overnight, and the trees became luxuriant and sparse overnight. Every morning when I get up, I can find that there are a pile of dead leaves again under the trees in the campus. The trees have less shelter, and the shape and shadow are more monotonous. Falling, falling, falling, when the wind came, the branches shook, and a crumbling and lingering leaf had to come to a perfect curtain call: Leave the branches in the wind, dance in the wind, fall in the wind. It intended to do a selfless thing for the tree for the last time, turning it into mud and caring for the spring flowers next year, but it was a pity that modern civilization no longer gave it such an opportunity, we no longer praise its dedication. They only lay quietly, let people trample on them and make heartbreaking sounds, waiting for sanitation workers to clean them. Therefore, tomorrow morning, I feel that the few trees that were originally missing outside the window are lonely again. Without a repressed voice, pedestrians are always in a hurry, not glancing at them, and not stopping. I am also worried about how to resist the cold wind and snow when they are naked without any shelter. Fortunately, it was very warm today. After a warm winter, there was no snow falling down. This disappointed me, who had been imagining snow falling and silver world all the time. Winter in the North is just like this. There are desolate scenes everywhere, withered trees, withered flowers and plants, and everything withered. It made me dare not overlook, so I had to stare at the ground, and could not find the vegetation which seemed to be alive. I feel uncomfortable and have a deep stabbing pain in my heart. I can’t accept this kind of desolation. I miss: with bright sunshine, green and positive wind, we sat under the tree, bathed in sunshine, and looked comfortable; While the river was sparkling, and there were often people staring at the river in a daze, with worries. Northern China, the first winter, is very bad in my impression!

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