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Drunk, hazy; Wake up, A Dream of Spring. When I was drunk and woke up, I remembered those sunglow-filled mornings in my life and the bleak dusk of cold rain. In the blink of an eye, the spring flowers turn into autumn flowers, and the streamer flies away, and will return to the starting point as the song sings. Just like the delicacy of blooming flowers and falling snow, everyone is using his humble life to interpret his dependence and favor on the world of mortals. Several ups and downs, several difficult vicissitudes, rain, waves, sigh the loss of swimming through the years, and hide the loneliness of hanging alone. Therefore, when the heroic blood was the alliance, and the tenderness of the fallen flowers finally faded away, it would be better to watch the Iris blossom, listen to the cold rain beating the strings, get drunk with the breeze and the moon, and dream the high lock on the balcony just as a dream, after a dream, I cried, laughed, drunk and tired in my dream. When I woke up from a dream, the clouds dispersed and the snow melted. All the unhappiness would go away. After experiencing disappointments again and again, I understand that happiness in life is always short-lived, and there will always be more or less sadness, big or small, buried in the deep heart of everyone’s life that will not be understood by others, so he hid in the corner and exiled secretly and introverted. Then he continued to stand in the cloud window and overlook, waiting for the next dawn. In the detour between happiness and sadness, I gently held up the dim time, threw away the complaints and sadness, ran aground the ebb and ebb and the moon was full, and played a series of false movements with my fingertips. The lonely streamer is still singing in a low voice, and the loss will come without expectation, but gradually understand to look down upon everything calmly, waiting for its dim and fading. I can share prosperity and desolation in my world. Although the sky after rain is misty, there will always be rainbows. Those quiet and good years, I left them deeply in my memory, helped me disperse the endless night, helped me lift the fire of stars, followed the warmth, and bid farewell to the wandering of the night and the frivolous youth. Make the most beautiful expectation and brew a new dawn with firmness and honesty. I hope everything will pass. There are not many things between heaven and earth that can last forever. Therefore, all the unhappiness will eventually turn into passing clouds and gradually disappear. Looking at the long journey far away, it was destined to be a rough and difficult journey, but there would also be billows and fragrance, determined to fly to the front, the rain was drizzling, and the water came all the way, laughter or tears will always fade away with the years. There will always be many beautiful things ahead: Red Rose, White Iris, purple vine, autumn Moon suspended, night beautiful, spring, liu shang Qushui, floral dip get month wait until dreaming Qushui edge, wait until flowers full sky, wait until Chaoyang melting sad, my story will come back to the starting point. Praise on February 4, 2010 (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow will disappear in spring

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