Somehow, I suddenly got interested, so I went to the playground with my roommates and talked about the past, only to find that time passed so fast that we were about to leave this school soon, the unpleasantness and many good things in the past are simply passed by when I think of them now. During the conversation, I suddenly found that everyone gradually became mature unconsciously. There was no childish and frivolous past any more, and I simply smiled past everything I once had. The breeze blows, the street lamp is hanging high, shining through the light from the leaves, closing and opening your eyes, you can also feel the warmth of that moment. At that moment, your heart becomes soft and warm, what kind of beautiful and firm promises can’t be raised, and what you have done is worthwhile, just because of those simple and beautiful promises. When the breeze blew up the hair that had not been tied up again and saw the flickering lights on the opposite high-rise building, I already had the impulse to dance. On that long meadow, I threw my shoes aside. With the sound of “wedding in dream”, I gently danced my arms and sighed why women’s bodies could be so soft, I looked at my own shadow on the long grave. In this empty playground, I wish you could see such a scene far away from mine. I think you will certainly take the most beautiful me at that moment, my heart was softened slowly, but the tears that fell instantly also made me feel a little sad. Put my hand on my chest and gently kowtow: where did my heart go? Why empty? I danced crazily until sweat fell from my head and my hair was soaked by sweat. At that moment, I lay on the ground and felt relaxed both physically and mentally. It has been a long time since I could not evoke the gentle spirit in my heart, until the soft words and the waiting for thousands of years, I laughed, not because of other things, but because of the dream I once held, what was torn apart in my dream was not only my heart but also my self-righteous dignity. In fact, when I walked out and buried my memory, there was nothing to miss. Everyone was changing, how can I still be so silly? What I have experienced is to grow up. I no longer desire how beautiful the rainbow can be and how long I can live in my dream, but I understand that there must be more sentimental feelings behind the dancing posture again, but it will also add a beautiful coincidence. I am used to living in the castle full of fairy tales, but I don’t know what is dancing in the Castle is just the lonely heart. It was not until that moment that I saw the beautiful image of my gentle dancing posture and the light from the opposite side that I understood how beautiful and sentimental the dancing was, that is, I needed a like-minded person to appreciate it, even if it is just a moment, even if it is just a beautiful dream. The light is still the same, the distant scene is still there, but the people dancing in the same place put on the sad and mature coat instead of the childishness and innocence they used to be, there was no joy in dancing. Maybe one day I would take off my hypocritical woven coat and dance softly for him, making that beautiful thousand-year dream. Maybe one day, I will give him this whistle, give him this trust and responsibility, and let him play the most beautiful music for me, then he gave his heart to him slowly. What softens is not only the dance posture, but also the agreement before the third world!

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There was a love without ending, mostly because of youth, thinking that it could stand the separation. I never thought that we were just passers-by, letting the time change and the world change. Hurry meet, and hurried curtain call. Once again, there were hundreds of tastes in my heart, but I didn’t even have the courage to say something I haven’t seen for a long time, let alone old lines like how you live. As we grow older, we become more and more rational. I can’t go forward and pretend to look at your shoulder lightly and say that you are also here. I can only hide in a small corner and watch you drifting away, because I still love you very much. How to put it? We are destined to be inseparable. Maybe in another time and space, we are still intimate lovers. In real life, I can only place those promises that cannot be realized on the afterlife. If there is an afterlife, I will not believe in fate, I will not let go of your hands, I will not let you go like this, please forgive my selfishness, because I am not willing to be just passers-by with you.

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I have been a happy loner since I was a child! I appreciate it alone, think it alone, and feel happy alone so that this habit continues until today, and I always say what I say. A loud sneeze reminded me that the cold winter is coming. On this cold afternoon, I wandered aimlessly and accidentally came to a sparsely populated wasteland. Suddenly I found a mass of black grass ash beside the nearly withered weeds. I couldn’t help muttering: wild Fire, Spring breeze and. Moo Moo is there any bison in this barren mountain and wild Ridge? I couldn’t help being nervous and curious. I followed the voice and looked not far away. Hehe, as expected, a thin yellow cow called at my side. I couldn’t help getting excited when I was a little lonely! Why not get close and have a look? Maybe there are different surprises. Therefore, I trotted in three steps and came to Niu Er with joy. It turned out to be an old scalper! I crouched down and gently fondled those weeds which couldn’t be burned by the wild fire, and prepared to feed this hungry and unfamiliar cow. Moo Niu Er seemed to protest strongly, and the hostile eyes made me flinch. We were in such a stalemate. It looked at me, I looked at it. I think it may misunderstand me and regard me as a looker. It seems that I will deprive it of the withered grass which is regarded as life? I saw its lustrous tail cocked up high, and its round eyes were about to fall out of its eyes, staring at me eagerly. I won’t trample on your food, just a few pitiful weeds, I am help you. In order to shorten the distance between me and it, I began to play the piano to the Ox. I was not a preacher. In the last century and the last century, you were all meritorious men of our human beings, he is the right assistant of farmer uncle, how can I bear to hurt you? Niu Er seemed to understand what I said. His glass ball-like eyes were no longer so aggressive, but became kind. Moo Moo its voice became soft, swinging its long tail rhythmically. Is it showing me kindness? Its primitive and hoarse voice and its friendly behavior brought some anger to this cold afternoon. I tried to approach it slowly, gently stroking its yellow hair and murmured to its ears: most human beings are noble people, only a few lookers, I am not the minority. Besides, you used to be inseparable good friends of human beings. Now although human beings have made progress and implemented mechanization, you do not need to sell cattle in the fields, your contribution to human beings is indispensable, how can we break down the bridge? What’s more, now you are playing a greater role in other fields! It squinted its eyes happily. Its eyes were so kind, so gentle, and so intoxicated in my touch, it turns out that Niu Er has a gentle heart besides his strong appearance! The gloomy curtain of the sky gradually pulled down. Whose family is this lonely cow? Does it have a master? Does it enjoy loneliness or have? Can it find its way home? I pray that God will have a kind heart and give the lonely a vast sky!

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Go to the supermarket in the evening and pass the yogurt counter. Yogurt of various brands are neatly packed in rows. It gives off a seductive luster under the light. My daughter got excited immediately after seeing it. She walked over briskly. Touch this with experience, and look at that again. I picked up Yili red dates in a while, and picked up bright aloe in a while. I was very happy to see the date compared with the price. However, my eyes always fell on an inconspicuous corner beside me, where all kinds of wine were piled up. Plastic bowl, glass bottle. Full of clear soup, full of rice grains. A familiar warmth came to my mind, which made my thoughts drift to a long time ago. I remembered that during the hourly summer vacation, it was also such a midsummer afternoon. In those days, my tonsil became red and swollen, and I had a high fever, so I couldn’t eat anything. My parents went to work, and there was no one at home, only the wall clock on the wall walked around, making a ticking sound. Just as I was lying on the bed alone, I was in a daze. Suddenly, there was an old cry in my ear. The sweet wine was going to be cut down. The long sound of the sweet wine passed through the whole long alley, with the sound of cicadas beside the tree, it echoed in the dazzling sunshine in the afternoon. Hearing this, I suddenly felt refreshed, and a clear and sweet wine soup appeared in front of me. It was the first time that I had the desire to eat since I caught a cold. At the same time, I could only hear that the door of the next door opened one by one in the alley. Boys and girls ran out of the alley, holding bowls, laughing and chasing each other to the alley. After a while, a long crooked Dragon lined up in front of the old man selling wine. I managed to get up from the bed, went to the cupboard to take the big sea Bowl, took the change in my own piggy bank, and walked out of the house heavily. I saw the long dragon at the entrance of the alley slowly dispersed, and my friends went back to their own homes. The dark wrinkles on that old man’s face were stretching like knife carving, laughing like a chrysanthemum in the autumn wind. He counted the money with satisfaction, and then carefully picked up the wallet with a piece of blue cloth. Start to pack up the wooden barrels and prepare to close the stalls. I hurried past. At first glance, there was nothing in the bucket. Holding the bowl, I stood there blankly. My nose became sour and my eyes became red. The old man felt a little anxious at first sight, and comforted me quickly: kid, don’t cry, I will come back tomorrow, and the first one will come to you to sell. Hearing this, I couldn’t help falling down my tears. The old man stretched out his bare hands with withered veins and stroked the black hair on my head. As soon as he touched my forehead, he was surprised: my baby had such a high fever. I choked more when hearing this. The old man thought for a while and took out a bowl of wine from a big basket covered with white cloth nearby. The juice was particularly clear and the rice grains were particularly full. He poured the wine into my Bowl and said, “kid, this bowl was originally for my granddaughter. She is younger than you, and she is looking forward to me selling wine and going back early at home every day. Then he smiled at me with infinite kindness in his eyes, as if I were his granddaughter. I held the full bowl of wine, and felt warm in my heart. Later, I drank half a bowl of soup at a time, and my throat did not feel any pain when drinking. I only tasted a clear and sweet taste. Want to what? Just go over there and see it! My husband interrupted my meditation with a rush. I hurriedly picked up a box of wine and put it into the shopping cart. And buy this? Every time you buy it, you don’t eat it! This time it looks particularly good. I hide. When I got home, I couldn’t wait to take out the wine. As soon as I opened it, there was a pungent smell of medicinal wine. I tasted it and it was so sweet that I felt bitter. It was really hard to swallow, so I had to throw it into the dustbin secretly.

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