Sake

The lingering thought was done to smoke the broken cocoon, and the banana was peeled after the heart injury. In March and May of the Thirties, the poor glass of wine never disappeared. Huang Jinren wrote this article in Qi Huai because he suddenly thought of such a poem. It seemed that the star was not last night, for whom the wind was exposed to the midnight. I love this sentence very much, the wind reveals the Morning Star, and the endless lovesickness of the long night is lit, which is charming and affectionate but desolate. This world of mortals always buries too many stories of sour and crazy resentment. Spring night is too short, if you leave, read, go, it will be a lifetime. I haven’t written anything for a while, and many feelings accumulated in my heart, but I don’t know where to start. There are many unknown difficulties in everyone’s life, which cannot be mentioned or mentioned. I am a lonely time, you will think of someone who wants to write something. Admit, I am have a special preference for prose. It was like standing in a transparent corridor, looking at the luxurious and messy bright youth presented in front of my eyes, with tears streaming down my face, and then I continued to move forward without scruple. When I went to the park that day, I saw several seven or eight-year-old girls playing house. I stopped for a long time with sadness, thinking that when I was young, I might have been so crazy and unscrupulous laughing. Only when I feel sad, I suddenly feel that the light is easy to pass away, and I throw it silently. Who doesn’t love the star-picking years? I didn’t know anything and didn’t need to know anything. Everything was still in time. In the sentimental and sentimental years, I also told myself that everything was still in time. Some mood can only be stopped in the clearest and thinnest youth. Looking back, the faint green onion encompassed the dim time, leaving the ground broken. It turned out to be a lot of things, it is just an understatement in the wheel of life. What else do we want to have? Youth, money, friendship, power, dreams come true, reunion after long separation, or fragmentary time lost for many years. There are always many things you want. You stumble along the way, but you always lose something while getting something. A lot of time has slipped away from the fingers quietly. Most of the dreams and fantasies in the youth were dim under the oppression of reality, and gradually realized that no matter how deep the friendship was, it could not stand the boiling of the world. Compared with this, what can Memory be? It can only be regarded as a fading shadow in the years of economics. It is slightly weak, as if there is nothing. In many words I have written before, I have mentioned the topic of memory. In fact, I am a person with simple experience, so I won’t be addicted to any unforgettable memories. However, I hope that some people or things can appear in my life. I will go through the years in the future hand in hand, go through hardships and hardships, and interpret the life like flowers. I always love cloud, so love so love. Most of the time, I looked up at the sky and saw a large number of clouds moving slowly in the sky. They were very light, soft, lonely and desolate. Looking at the pain in the neck, I came back to my mind disappointedly. I always expect myself to be a quiet and indifferent woman, just like a cloud, drifting to the vast sky alone and bearing the lonely end alone. And hopefully bring. Stay in the flashy world. Laughing extravagant, I am still me. I am still independent and handsome, and I am still under the stars last night. Like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) the snow in spring

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