Girls

The young girl’s heart, the beauty of the young girl, and the growth of the stack year after year are the manifestation of her growing up gradually, which is as fragrant as flowers, fragrant and attractive as sound. She grows up through the tender stairs, how many ups and downs, the era of keeping pace with the times changes, matures, and hurriedly passes through that year. Youth, passion, romance, time makes your years Haggard, in a flash, walk out of the school gate, stepping into a complex society, you will laugh in the sea, with childish and strange faces, but how to face and survive when you step into this society, maybe you will have many choices, choice will bring you exercise and try your adaptability. The sky is blue and white clouds are fluttering. Every minute and every second are separated with lingering personality and blood is boiling, show each other the youthful and happy years. In her childhood, she worked hard and grew up, naughty and happy under the blue sky, and her dreams and wishes were so many. The city is the complex society that you need to enter, which has been tested for a long time. It is not only her simple and plain face, but also her delicate and beautiful appearance. She sacrifices for her own career with hope and goal, if you choose one in a hundred, you will have a goal only if you have a choice. If you are valiant, the personality of your golden bull constellation, or the strong belief that you will start from the beginning after your failure, it is envious to embrace the results you have paid. The sun is new every day in the circle of time, and everything new life is spreading. When the national flag is raised in Tiananmen Square in Beijing, the spirit of singing the national anthem in your voice makes people more ambitious, imposing and majestic. The annual rings pile up your oath to the blue sky but the soil covers your soul. Looking for the feeling of lost, the wind blows through my ears, the wind blows, the heart is tied with invisible shadows, and spring still has the feeling of biting cold wind. The spring thunder rang, waking up the earth. The spring glow exudes the coming of sowing and transplanting. The Southerners sow rice while the northerners sow wheat, the warm spring breeze covered the earth with a green carpet. Diligence and wisdom were the fruits of her abundant labor. In spring, everything was a new beginning, the twigs sprout and thrive, and flowers bloom. One morning at the beginning of April, it was Drizzle. In the Tomb-Sweeping Day, a little misty rain became boundless. Holding a handful of yellow soil to cover this sad heart, I silently delivered my true words to my heart, floating in the breeze, leaving leisurely, thinking of the vicissitudes of your love and the continuous emotion, but you left a drop of tears and sadness in your heart, which also left me the pain, the pain you suffered from the disease made me feel the same. The past has become sad. The sadness that comes from the wind and goes out of the rain makes you unable to think about it quietly. Through this unforgettable period of time, you gradually become mature and grow up in the grinding. The stripes left by the wood lattice, it is so hard and straight, and the song singing in the wind is pleasant to hear. A string leaves you through the bumpy road of thriving in the wind and rain, what is left is your accumulated sinking speech and how many wasted years. The tedious you become so Haggard, the hair on your temples turns white, the face of the wheel corridor is filled with stuffing, and your face is covered with pale sky. The years are passing. She was so old that she looked like the bronze skin at dusk. The Sun left by the sunset glow on the horizon gradually disappeared on the horizon. She was once a beautiful and charming girl, and her youth was like a flower, now the years are getting older, the sun goes west, and the sky remains. It’s just that once young, cowardly, naughty, stubborn, wandering in the sea …… like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) 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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