You said, you like to watch me record my life and understand my details, but I am silent. You said, seeing my head is on, just like seeing a lamp at home, it is very warm, but I am dim. You said, did I gradually neglect you because I was too busy.

You said, I became low-key. It was you who danced alone. I wanted to say, no, I was always the one who had you in my heart. I came to dance with you, jump out of my gorgeous dance belonging to you. You can change me. For you, I am willing to stop hiding. I am willing to turn the diary into a diary.

Just as I am sitting in the bed at the moment, tapping the keyboard gently, telling my feelings and thoughts with the warm sunshine outside the window. Presumably, you are also in bed. We have the same pace of life and come back late. You know I care about someone in my heart, you know I am very happy, you know me, just like I know you.

You smile like Yan Yang and grass. When I see you, I feel that I am so fragile. In the early morning of this morning, I burst into tears with grievance. Seeing what you wrote to me in the morning, I calmed down and became warm with the sunrise. Master said, children, you should choose love, not hate.

Although I have never hated anyone, I don’t know how to hate, but this sentence makes my heart tremble, and it guides me on a bright Road. This time I chose to make money, experience, love and grievance. I understand that money can warm my body, but not my heart. Soon, I will go back to zaoke, that very warm place, where I am waiting for your return.

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Like the lingering river, it flows slowly, neither tight nor slow, and always has its own beautiful rhythm. The breath in this morning is always so symmetrical, and the beautiful dream is also like the flowing of the river, lazy but very mild, a rhythm that can not be put down, so cute. When the dew was still very heavy, the Sun had quietly climbed up the hill. He came to call the earth. The moment the soft sunshine poured on the Earth, thousands of orange glows, begin to touch all things, and all things on the Earth are like children one by one, gradually waking up from sleep. When the vehicles on the road were already crowded, how many people were still asleep, still in the dream, still sentimentally attached to the dream of last night, continuing the plot of the dream. But how many people have been engaged in the tense running, and you and I can enjoy the lovely picture caused by the sound sleep, lazy body, hazy eyes. When the first alarm rang, it was such a harsh sound and a reluctant sound. No matter how beautiful the ringing was, it couldn’t make people happy at the moment. Although the secret of success told us, it is necessary to respond positively to the stimulus, but how to do it on Earth is too difficult to make a choice. Who is willing to get out of a deep sleep. We live such a life. Although we are not very rich, we don’t feel how hard life is. Compared with the sweat and hard journey of our parents, today’s life can be said to be extremely happy, however, people who live in blessings can never feel that kind of beauty, but the sleeping time is extremely lovely. The most lovely body belongs to that body. On both sides, there is a big bed and an unspeakable posture. Both of them have their own actions, one side to the right, the other side against the wall, and the other side lying flat, facing the ceiling, they were all motionless, and a quiet picture seemed so soft. Under a thin blanket, it was the body of the lovers who walked across the streets and drifted into the campus in ordinary days. They were inseparable. This morning was also intoxicating. Otherwise, how could they be drunk in bed like drinking vintage wine? It seemed that except for the shocking Thunder, nothing could take them out of their dreams. The slightly exposed belly showed a touch of white. At first sight, it was white and fat. The body was well-fed all day long. The meat rose and fell up and down with the breath rhythm. The legs fell on the strip-shaped mat, place freely and stretch freely, which is the free space. The long bed is enough to accommodate the sleeping person. Although the feet can’t touch the bed, the pillow on the head of the bed has been deformed, and half of the corners have been removed from the bed body. If it weren’t for the head pressing on it, when I wanted to leave, I fell to the floor, but I thought it was not quiet to sleep last night. His head was tightly against the pillow, and there was a little bit wet under the pillow, which was definitely not tears, because his eyes were not red and swollen at all, and there was no trace of tears flowing through both sides. Presumably, it could only be sweat, the sweat on this head is an obvious proof that it is blessed to sleep so deeply in this summer. There is a fan swinging from side to side, pink, the bigger the plate is, the higher it is. The bottom of the plate looks like an ankle, standing on the foot of the desk, about one meter away from the owner, the slight wind slided out of the fan blade gently and brushed onto the owner, like a mother watching her sleeping child peacefully, it is also like a beautiful wife waiting for her husband with love. The clock has pointed to the morning, which means that the sky is already bright and the birds have been chirping out for food. The crisp birdsong can be heard faintly, presumably in the forest not far away from the park, birds are singing early songs to welcome this new day. The alarm has rang over and over again, urging the people in dreams to wake up quickly, to see the beautiful nature and breathe the fresh air of this precious morning, A burst of fresh air was blowing in from the window. With the help of the fan, all the fresh air had been sent to the owner’s face, trying to blow away these sweat drops. Hearing the sound, I had gradually recovered, but my heart was filled with reluctance, dissatisfaction, disappointment and sleepiness. This tangled heart began to struggle with reason, in the gradual disappearance of the good times, this fight finally came to an answer. When getting up, reason finally defeated will. Ju a handful of clean water irritated his face. Sweet toothpaste was delivered full of freshness. Clean clothes set off a handsome and beautiful one. Looking in the mirror, the comb slipped from the hair, blink your hazy sleepiness and greet the beauty of the day with full spirit. The lovely morning begins!

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