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  • Farewell to autumn and embrace winter

    Farewell to autumn and embrace winter ...

    Date: 2018-11-11 Views: 50 Author: Xiaoyun
  • Red dust, warm heart

    With a flick of a finger, the past became a cloud of smoke. Looking at the mirror, Hongyan Can, Chunhua becomes Qiushuang; a sigh, a little regret, the old dream is always difficult to achieve. ----- Inscription how many cold and summer experiences, inadvertently, the wrinkles quietly climbed to the forehead, the white hair secretly hid in the horns. Looking back at the road I walked, how much joy, how much sadness; Some emotion, some regret. The river of life never stops, turbulent ...

    Date: 2018-11-11 Views: 190 Author: Xiaoyun
  • At that time

    Falling in love with someone who loves you is the simplest; falling in love with someone who doesn't love you is not a big deal; falling in love with someone who has no results can only be regarded as unfortunate. However, I never regret it. In the early morning, a faint sun shone through the window. I woke up from my dream and looked at the white sky. Think of my friends again yesterday ...

    Date: 2015-09-13 Views: 269 Author: Xiaoyun
  • The kiss of that rainy night

    Staring at the streets in the rain, trembling the wings of remembrance flying to the distant past, dear, do you remember? That night, we were kissing in the rain, and your temperature melted the coldness of the rain. That kiss conveyed our love as soft as water and as strong as a flower. I engraved the feeling of that kiss in the bones of memory, and carefully stored it in the only ...

    Date: 2015-08-29 Views: 182 Author: north Mobei
  • Jade Bird

    If you really want to fly, just say that you do n’t have to come back to get rid of everything, and fly straight to the blue sky. I am the blue bird in the lyrics. A blue bird trapped in a caged cage named Reality. I always look forward to the blue sky outside the cage, because that is my dream. However, I am now imprisoned, imprisoned by reality and the current situation.

    Date: 2015-08-29 Views: 236 Author: Xiaoyun
  • Fetters

    Now, what's the toughest thing in the world? If you ask me, I'll probably answer. Bonding is a kind of tenacity that cannot be broken by our own will. This kind of bondage is always formed unknowingly and fastens us together. It is a relationship that feels reassuring and reassuring. And ah, just because of this fetter, we ...

    Date: 2015-08-28 Views: 702 Author: small blog
  • no longer

    At what time period was stolen by God, the distance between us became so out of reach? And when was the beautiful memory of you pieced together to become sad? Once, we were so familiar. The rare same interest is the destined reason for your acquaintance. The special name is a deep imprint that cannot be replaced. The letter that connects emotions is to keep the footprints we have traveled together ...

    Date: 2015-08-24 Views: 119 Author: north Mobei
  • Secret rainbow

    The secret is hidden in my heart like a slow white smoke looming slowly in front of my eyes. The original secret will be slowly taken from the body because of every word and every sentence between us. A rainbow is slowly engraved in my mind. Starting from the lie I told you for the first time, I think I know I like you but this ...

    Date: 2015-08-14 Views: 86 Author: If you do not
  • When the love is strong

    He waited here for a long time on the River Forgotten, long enough that he had forgotten his way. Wangchuan River is very quiet, the water is very clear, and it is almost ruthless. There was no wind on the river bank, and there was no Changliu Yiyi. Occasionally he would think of his past life, the rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River, the smoky and rainy painted bridge, the pink wall and the tile, the wind of March passing by, with a little wetness. Those memories gradually faded, and in the end there was only one unclear ...

    Date: 2015-08-04 Views: 191 Author: year-end parties love
  • Underworld

    It was a scorching afternoon, and the distant air was somewhat distorted under the venomous sun. Walking alone on the concrete road of Baihuahua, sweating, I began to regret the decision to go to Han Li's house to find him. In such a hot day, it is already a miracle to go out without heat stroke. Then I saw the boy at Han Li's house. This is wearing a school uniform and has a beautiful ...

    Date: 2015-07-22 Views: 77 Author: Xiaoyun