1. When your youth flashes past, don’t miss too much. Planning can not only repeat your own life, but also repeat others’ life to find your youthful and elegant feeling. Every time you have your own feelings, every drop of tears turns into flowers and fruits. 2. The winter wind lost its eyes all the way, touched the eyes and stretched out his hand. There were thousands of rivers and mountains on both sides. At this time, everything was dimly empty, and that heart came back to the end. Maybe all kinds of temptations and misjudgements in the world were. 3. All the sadness of last night is still clear now. In the cold street, I am just a passer-by. There is no passer-by at the next stop after all. I feel really painful when I look back, but I still walk by naturally. 4. A piece of yellow leaves told me all my sadness. Walking on the street coldly, I was like a cloud in the sky, sad and sad. When will I come to an end in this world? I ‘d better drift away and find my own home. 6. Maybe, maybe not, the greatest pain in life is to fall in love with someone you shouldn’t love and miss someone you shouldn’t miss! 8. What color is winter? What is the color of winter years? What is the color of youth in winter? Is it wandering color or sad color? Is it a bleak color or your color? Is it the color of missing or blessing? 9. Conceited me, stubborn me, self-righteous me, arrogant me, sad me, tearful me, away from home, looking for me, self-reliant me, depressed me, are you ready to give up me, fight me, be brave, be generous, love poetry, love tomorrow, love yesterday? A rainy day, running in the rain with tears! 10. The small building listened to the autumn rain all night and sold yellow leaves in the deep alley of the Ming Dynasty. It was helpless and wandering. Suddenly, it was like a winter wind coming at night, and thousands of trees and leaves flew, which was inexplicable sadness. Winter without snow is also gloomy and bleak! The heart in the cold wind was swaying in the yellow clouds of thousands of miles, looking for the warmth of the words of Bashan at night, tracing back to the winter thunder, summer rain and snow, which dared to swear with the King. 11. The autumn wind has gone, the flowers and leaves have fallen, and the Wild Goose characters have gone, but they have no choice but to go to the farmyard alone. How do you know that they thank the guests when they are closed? In the northwest building, they sing happily and heartbreaking. 12. Flowers and fallen leaves also fall, and people who are in the bleak autumn wind return to their guests. The Wild Goose went to the building and was also empty. The vast sky and soul were thin. If you ask how much worry you have today, the long Yangtze River will flow. 14. Walking quietly in the sunshine campus, it was accidental or inevitable that the Angel met the devil. Bella’s innocence, Edward’s calmness and collocation were so clever that he shed blood to protect his lover and family, even the whole human beings sacrificed, is there such a devil? No, he is not. He is a veritable Angel. 15. Falling into the vast world of mortals, the east, west, north and south are also like dust. Put aside the promise of the secular world, and now if you walk away in a bleak way, then come tomorrow and worry about tomorrow. No matter how the ending is, at least go. 16. Suddenly a little girl asked: What is mom. The child is a giraffe. Isn’t she hot? Isn’t she cold in winter? Of course. Then I want to build a big house for her. Baby can! Listening to the dialogue between mother and daughter, there were slight ripples in my heart. What a pure heart, her heart must be made of snow, her fairy tale is so bright! 19. Thousands of years old trees are hangers, and thousands of miles of Yangtze River is a bathtub. I don’t have such generosity. I don’t have the ambition to step over the world with two feet and take the sky as the land as the cottage. Strong men Hunger meal Hu cranial meat, joke drink fierce slave blood, such heroic I no,. And I do have it, asking you how much sorrow you can have, just like the melancholy flowing eastward from a river of spring water. Yes, when will the moon come in the blue sky, I am at a loss after stopping a Cup today, it’s hard to meet each other, the East Wind is weak and flowers are broken

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I turned off the light and lay on the bed. I couldn’t see any stars. I raised my palm in the dark and couldn’t see any corner light. I tried to listen to the movement outside the house with my ears. There was no sound in silence, I fell asleep with a complicated mood. Another early spring morning, two or three oblique Suns shot into my chest, and I felt refreshed when stretching my waist and feet. Suddenly there came the fragrance of birds and flowers. I searched for my voice and saw a vast expanse of white. This was the sea of pear flowers and the Paradise of birds. A pear flower presses begonia, good, look; White like snow. No wonder there is a famous saying in censhen which is like a spring breeze in the night and the pear flowers bloom on thousands of trees. It is no wonder that snow is compared to pear flowers. I stared at it, and there were some happy Magpies standing on the branch, singing in the wind, as if telling; Spring is coming, spring is coming. Under my feet is a piece of green grass, lying on the soft, under the blue sky, in pear flowers, on the grass; What a pleasant feeling… Suddenly, how could I feel that I wanted to go to the toilet? I suddenly woke up from my dream, and then I could only sigh with emotion; There were three urgent things that really made people helpless. Everything in the dream fascinated me even more. I turned on the computer instantly, and let these dreams last forever!

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The Moonlight is hazy, the breeze is gentle, a wisp of fragrance spreads like running water, and the sky river ripples. The wind crumpled the smoke-like romance like a dream, intoxicated in sadness, like a simple and elegant traditional Chinese painting, slightly revealing ink fragrance; Artistic conception like poetry and words: quiet, elegant and slightly revealing a slight sadness. The night of the moon is cool, softly overflowing my heart, stretching out my gentle arms, I really want to draw a wisp of breeze into my sleeves, pour into the glass, drink to the moon alone, and look at: a river of spring water, the reflection of the mountains,. Everything seems to be drunk, drunk in the breeze on this moonlit night. A sound of piano, which broke the quiet of the night, swept over the cold water: the aftersounds were curling, clear and shallow, hovering in the bottom of my heart. The sound of the piano passed by, and the breeze raised the waves and flowers. Gradually, layers of sadness were raised, and the style and elegance were scattered. The sound of the long piano, drunk by the breeze under the moon, independent cold window: Enjoy a crescent moon, enjoy a leisure, enjoy a lonely; Looking back is already tearful eyes, low singing: cut constantly, reason is still chaotic, don’t worry about it!

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The spring water of youth flows eastward all the way, and it seems that nothing can stop it. Leaving the cloud and smoke lingering between the water and the sky. In such a time when youth is fleeting, we recall the past, but we miss a lot by accident. In those years, those things were missed, right, sad, lost, confused. Looking back, the Buddha was a dreamlike scene. With a finger poke, the illusion was shattered. If the illusion is broken, don’t miss it! The ostrich was frightened either by hiding his head under his belly or running desperately. Young boy, you are happy! People immersed in the second dimensional world are mixed with the excitement in the world. It seems that this is an illusion, but it is an unexpected truth. Seeing Hyacinth on that high hillside, without any idea, it seemed that my thoughts were floating in a certain century BC. Flowers on the left bank, Bodhi on the right bank; River of Life, crisscross things. No one is looking down on the landscape!

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Every moment, we can smell happiness. When I was young, there were many friends playing together, sharing each other’s happiness or unhappiness together, playing happily together, watching each other’s sweet smiles on their faces, not to mention how happy they were, that is the feeling of happiness. After entering the school, I was praised by the teacher. I did well in the exam and got three good students. These little memories are full of happiness now. At home, I went to my grandma’s house with my parents, sitting in front of that kind of old-fashioned bicycle, smelling my father’s sweat and happiness due to the strong pedaling. When she was sick, she was guarded by her elder sister and protected by her mother. Every time, her mother made very light tofu without salt, saying that on one hand, it could help her get better, on the other hand, it could avoid cough caused by eating salt, after eating for a week, the whole meal is full of tofu. Although I was dubious, I ate it, chewed it twice and swallowed it into my stomach. Maybe this way of eating is not scientific, but filled with mother’s full love, I smell the smell of happiness. At that time, my body was weak, and my resistance was poor. I always got sick. It was only a week before I got sick. My mother was exhausted. Even if she suddenly had a high fever at midnight, my mother would carry me to the infirmary for injection, at that time, there were no street lamps or wide streets, all of which were narrow, winding and bumpy paths with stars and moon, Or facing the wind and rain, my mother’s small arms took care of me, lying on my mother’s back, full of happiness. I have to say, because of my physical problems, I got more love from my parents than my younger brother and elder sister. It was also because I often got sick that I studied at night for a year compared with my peers. But now I don’t feel sorry even when I think about it. Now I look at those babies who have been enrolled in the kindergarten before they are three years old. Seeing their expressions that they are not willing to go to the nursery or kindergarten every morning, I am much happier. After so many years, I still remember those happiness and feelings so clearly. I fell in love, got married, had a baby, and had friction and unhappiness between Chengliang. But most of the time I was happy and happy. It was he who let me spend a happy pregnancy, it was he who cooked meals for me for ten months. Although I didn’t want to eat any more, I still remembered the taste of meals, which was the taste of happiness. It was also him who accompanied me for ten months. When I knew that my friend had been pregnant for ten months, I would feel happier and I could earn money slowly, I can work in the future, but this is the only time or twice in my life in the past ten months, Enjoy. I had enough to eat and sleep. Although I encountered some small obstacles later, it passed smoothly. Now I am busy, and I feel very tired. When I am busy, he still needs to help me look after the baby. I try not to let him do housework. I know that he needs to relax and his nerves are too tight, he really couldn’t stand it. Every time he cooked a table, he asked him if it was delicious? He said it was delicious, but he didn’t deal with it. He didn’t choose either. Waiting for him to say, he felt a sense of accomplishment when watching him eat it in a Big Gulp. Occasionally, he would cook him a dish with chili, his smell will be bigger. We took a bath for the baby. He dragged the baby’s head and butt. I washed the baby with water. No one taught me. It was a little tricky for the first time. The baby was too small to grasp, now it is handy. The baby was so comfortable. Seeing the smile on the corner of the baby’s mouth, we were so happy that we forgot no matter how tired we were. The baby can chat with us now. He speaks his language. We learn to say that we will laugh at him from time to time. He just cries when he is hungry in the first month, now I cry whenever there is any situation. The voice is so nice and crisp. He woke up and looked at no one nearby. He immediately cried. Sometimes I feel helpless, but most of the time I am happy. Looking at the baby’s sweet and honest sleeping face, he always laughed, giving him a happy childhood, a happy life, he is happy, and we are happy. Although the happiness of a family of three is based on material basis, it also needs to be well cared and managed by love.

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