Impromptu

When dusk came, the afterglow of the sunset reflected on the Earth crazily, and Jin Wu rolled up gold carpets reluctantly. Half a volume of books, I traveled in the past street corner with spirit, and the lonely soul seemed to be helpless was floating above the sky. The more I wanted to catch the tail of time, the farther I drifted. Struggling to strike a blow, I thought it would be as dazzling as the spark, but I never expected that the moths would fly to the fire, and eventually, after a cloud of clear smoke, the smoke would disappear and the soul would fly away. The train beside the ear rolled over the whispers beside the pillow, which were as small as mud and could not bear to enter the ear. I covered my ears and let the cold wind blow. The street lamp gave out shocking light lazily. I leaned against the handrail feebly. My cold body was like a corpse, quietly and motionless. Moths rushed to the ideal light wave after wave, then I saw the smoke again and again. I raised my head and felt the sadness described by Yu faint. The music of the night rang leisurely, and the cheers of the night market began to be lively. The banquet party like demons was crazy and exciting. This was the night life of many people, after the toast, the beer was drunk into the throat. The bitterness and bitterness flowed through the Heart Lake, and the erosion was in the bottom of my heart. The wine rebuked the dissatisfaction and pride, spoke out with heroic words, and those old memories, the new words broke his mouth, and the wine was floating in the fierce air for a moment. The wine bottle stood on the concrete floor, and the empty bottle was discarded in the waste heap, like an abandoned orphan. No matter how loud the cry was, it could not call anyone’s turn. It was the empty bottle that was doomed to be turned into garbage. At night, I lay on the bed in a foreign land, and the heavy blanket didn’t give me a sense of security. I grasped the quilt tightly for fear that I would be engulfed by loneliness in the next second, so I dared not leave any cracks. Under the cold moonlight, the streetlight seemed not very attractive. I stood up with courage, and my steps were very light, just like a small cat step under the moon, for fear that the movement would be too loud to disturb the people who had already been asleep. After the night, the railings became more and more cold, and the lights around had gone out. The cold air in the ethereal night was very shocking. He took out a lighter and a lonely cigarette in his pocket and took a deep breath, trying to spit out the resentment hidden in the deep heart. The cold wind covered the dust all over the sky, and my eyes were not powerful. I rubbed my eyes, and this subtle movement couldn’t help recalling myself who cried red eyes in my childhood, as well as those childhood playmates. Growing up is a painful journey. Many years later, the childhood games and the playmates have gradually faded in the memory from deep to shallow, so that they even become uncomfortable when they meet each other, it turns out that the years can be so ruthless, taking away the pure character and also bringing the pure emotion, like a pig knife stroking the fur without leaving any emotional debris. No matter how deep the emotion was, no matter how crazy the oath was, it was so cowardly in front of the ruthless sword of time. The exclusive ringtone didn’t ring for a long time, and there were also some communication software. Although I am always online, I can only warm myself against the cold icon. How are you? In the ancient road covered by annual rings? Will you also think of those small things that happened together and those little Qu who talked about it. In the rest of my life, I want to carry the dusty schoolbag again to comfort the old fan in the classroom and the table that I have been separated for a long time. I also want to pick up the table again, I fell asleep listening to the nonstandard but beautiful Mandarin, and had a look at the dormitory and the bed I had been lying in. I haven’t seen them for a long time. Maybe they are still there, maybe they have already been updated. During the imagination, the cigarette was gone, and the corners of my mouth raised a smile. Looking at me, I was accidentally infected by my memory. Many years passed, I still missed everything in the past. Morning chicken pulled up his voice and began to call the Sleeping Sun. I expected my shoulder and jumped into the cold bed. When I was idle, my mind began to be confused. Good night, I said to myself! Like (prose editor: Ke Er) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. 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