Love cigarettes, but it has nothing to do with cigarettes; What is related is only a wisp of emotion of oneself. Cigarettes are just burning lonely; Then, they turn into ashes. Love cigarettes, I don’t know where to start. However, when I knew how to feel the loneliness in the world, there was a cigarette between my fingers, which was burning with me for the whole time. Smoking can make people have a blurred artistic conception, just like a wandering soul. They can’t find a direction, but they have a kind of comfort. I don’t know why many people like to smoke heavily, but I only pursue a kind of peace and taste the artistic conception of smoke slowly. Seeing him burn out little by little, he felt helpless, but it seemed that he felt relieved. Slim cigarette, white all over my body, without any flaws. However, as Ashes, he was still so pure. People always use candles as the metaphor of devotion, but never expect that cigarettes are equally noble. Give roses to others, and there is lingering fragrance in your hands. And what cigarette leaves between fingers is not only the lingering fragrance, but also a lingering feeling, or, that is loneliness. People may smoke cigarettes with some kind of sad mood, and cigarettes will burn quietly, together with you, sad.

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Inadvertently, another birthday came quietly. Years passed away quietly in the sound of blessings, leaving the most sincere blessings from family and friends, what slips away is another mood for love… time is just like the fine sand in your hands, as for how tight you are clenched, it will quietly lose as time goes by, year after year, year after year, from the beginning to the end, it flows quietly in the blessings of relatives and friends. The birthday should have been happy, and the sincere blessings and warm words received happily, but counting the years that one year has passed quietly is more emotional. From being young and frivolous to gorgeous youth, to standing and then to today’s no confusion, what a fast time, how fast life, just like the gripping fine sand quietly gone without a trace. Birthday, the day of birth, the beginning of a new life, from the birth, the annual rings began to turn, circle after circle, in the cycle of rotation ups and downs, there are many laughter, how much sorrow disappeared in the long river of life together with the quicksand of time. Every year, every year, the same day, different feelings, together into a voice of greetings, blessings, happy birthday!

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