Tanabata

Tanabata, I’m drunk. 820 will pass in half an hour. Maybe when you grow up, you can’t smell the fragrance of roses, you can’t touch your lover far away, and you can’t find the distant direction. I stood on the cross street, not lost my way, but didn’t know where to go. It was the night that should be quietly rippling, and the Night Elves danced their wings to the dream of the night. Under the Window on the tenth floor, the autumn night breeze, I heard the busyness of the broom. I looked out of the window, and the flow of cars was less and less. Listening to songs, I felt a burst of complexity in my heart. Who deprived them of the right to dream? I was drunk, unconscious, a mess. Drunk eyes dim, dim lights, pour all of me, bet on an unknown future. I was drunk, and the smell was full of wine. It seems that I am fermented, intoxicated from the inside out. All right, don’t pretend to be drunk. The embarrassment of being seen through made me drunk and dreaming, and I didn’t want to reincarnate. Valentine’s Day said to break up, I am a bride-to-be suffering from marriage phobia. My anxiety, my loneliness, my irritation and my fear are all installed in my left ventricle. Dare not touch, afraid of being mad and being described as mental illness. I covered my left ventricle and said, “be good, jump slowly, and you will get tired. In this way, the deeper it is closed, the less traces it will leak, Until the end of the wedding, gray hair. I am a proud person, but I am not proud. There are more happy people in this world, but I only see others and ignore the people around me. The arrogant comparison, stopped the pace as if there was no motivation for progress. Depressed mood, bursts of Sighs fill my life, and I am not clear enough if I am gloomy. I am looking forward to escaping, the faster the better, and I also hope that the sun will be more ferocious tomorrow. Autumn is coming, the weather is cold, the clouds are scattered, and the smog is coming. Note: watch the movie bride battle. The greatest happiness for a girl is to marry the best man in the most beautiful wedding dress. I am the vagrant sent by God, what guides me is the smell of freedom. 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. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

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In recent years, I suddenly like to get some flowers and plants, so I plant all kinds of plants on the balcony. There are red camellia in early spring, rose in late spring and early summer, dragon boat flower in summer, osmanthus trees with fragrance in October. Today’s Spring Festival adds phalaenopsis and triangle plum, there are more than ten varieties after a slight check. He said that he was interested in it, or he had to admit that he was old when he was in middle age. His work was not as hard as that in his youth. Everything went to work step by step and got off work on time. He knew that his career line was as flat as, no wind, no ripples. So I always like to slow down, look at the scenery around me, plant a few green trees to make a few flowers and plants, make a pot of green tea to keep my heart happy, and calm down to see the flowers bloom and fall. In the middle age of life, I feel that life is going very fast. It is not long before the new year, and the beautiful April day comes in an instant. It is the most beautiful April day in the world. In April, the original sharp buds became dense and Emerald, and trees were like holding a giant umbrella under the warm and bright sky. Looking far away, the green leaves no cracks, and the world seems to have changed into a green ocean. In April, whether it is in the morning or evening, whether it is sunny or rainy, it also makes people feel comfortable and pleasant. The spring breeze came from the green sea, and the freshness of the grass and trees permeated into my heart immediately. The beauty of the years came into my heart, and a kind of comfortable warmth of the years accompanied me. I am surprised at what kind of season spring is, which makes everything in the world so crazy. The speed of germination and Twining, the process of spitting buds and blooming, the sound of insects and frogs, and all creatures swarmed in the spring of April, the scene of silence and desolation in winter can no longer be recalled in my memory. The balcony in April is also full of green, where I have seen a strong breath of spring. Look at that osmanthus tree which has been kept for more than ten years. After the last fall of flowers in March, tender dark red small leaves came out one after another. In a few days, it was a green tender leaf. There is also that longan tree. The Wind in April blows gently and grows fast. The thick new green covers the branches, like a thick tree, which attracts birds to stay on the branches. This longan tree grew stubbornly after eating longan and throwing its core onto the soil of the flowerpot. I couldn’t bear to pull it out. It has been more than five years now and has almost grown to the roof. I like this tall tree. I can sit lazily on the sofa at home and see its straight appearance and its graceful swaying appearance in the wind, I will quietly let the green branches and leaves bring me into a warm past. Sometimes it shakes my dream far away, crossing time and space to a pure space like childhood, where is the warm, soft and dreamlike paradise without any disturbance in the world of mortals, where is it, when it rains, I will see the raindrops wash my heart, and when it is sunny, I will chase the direction of white clouds against the sunshine. I know that in that beautiful peach garden, there must be your footprints and the lingering fragrance left by you. April is a season in which the heart of spring is budding. I will paint the heart that is about to grow old with the color of April. If only you are in April, my heart will not grow old. Life is a performance without a comeback. In four seasons, there will be a reincarnation of grass and trees and spring, but there is no chance for life to come again. After passing through youth, youth will break up, and youth will no longer accompany you. In my own play, I have gained and lost, lost and happy. Although life is not smooth, I have no regrets. At this age, all the gains and losses of honor and disgrace are not very important until now. There is only one wish in my heart, that is to live well and live a good life every day. I don’t want to live a vigorous and poetic life like April every day, but I want to live peacefully. I can still pluck flowers and plants in the corner of the balcony in my spare time to see it grow healthily year after year, although I will grow old, I also like it silently. In a corner of the balcony, the narrow space can not walk slowly. Here you can only stand or sit quietly and enjoy the sunshine and warmth of one meter of sunshine, but here is the place where I make my heart quiet. Facing the sunshine in this warm and beautiful April, I slowed down the pace of life with a pot of green tea, watched the flowers bloom in front of my eyes, and listened carefully to the sound of leaves Twining. I will be pleasantly surprised by the coming of the wind. I can feel her gentle whispers around me and then leave gently. There are birds coming here occasionally. I hold my breath and look at it quietly, not afraid to scare it, and see it jumping on the longan tree happily. Although it is small here, I can still feel the harmony of nature and the warmth and care given by nature. My thoughts began to be active again, like the gentle wind, like the joy of birds, as bright as sunshine and as deep as blue sky. Quietly, it seemed that a beautiful memory began to bloom in my heart again. The days when I like to raise flowers and plants are to add a hint of new green and a few gorgeous colors to the ordinary and boring days, so as to add colors to my life like a play. Raising a few pots of flowers, plants and trees does not need precious varieties, nor is it too gorgeous and fragrant. As long as it is fresh and elegant, it can produce intoxicating mellow fragrance with your heart. Like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) 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. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…