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An excerpt of a beautiful love article: "The Vow of Fenggan"

Who said that the fate of this life is the debt of the previous life, and the fate of the Bodhi tree is the fruit of five hundred lives of practice? Then, I think this must be the last time we miss it. The mountains are still there, the water is still the same, and the mist and rain are still drifting away. I am waiting for my beautiful country by the bridge, but I can’t see the people on the bridge. It turns out that what has changed is people and love.

The oath on the Three Lives Stone is still there, but the people who made the promise have dispersed. The stone is immortal, and the Three Lives remain unchanged. However, some people can no longer wait, because of the passage of time. It makes people grow old, but it also makes them grow up. Later we realized that we were just young at that time, and those words became absurd jokes. Sure enough, humans are smart animals, and even if they make mistakes, they always have a high-sounding reason.

Indeed, if we can’t help each other with wetness and warmth, we might as well forget each other in the rivers and lakes. I have met many people and walked through many cities, but I have never met a woman who is as thrilling to me as you. Your every frown and smile make me dream about you. Now that you turn around and leave, how can I deal with it? You are erased from my life. Every time I drink wine to the moon late at night, I think of you over and over again, the person I once was. In my memory, your face is still beautiful, your voice is still clear, and I am slowly getting older in the vast longing. If, if we had never met, you would still be your most beautiful woman, and I would still be my unique master. However, fate made us meet.

I woke up in the morning and dressed up, and saw myself getting thinner in the mirror. It turns out that beauty ages quickly, but that gentleman who promised to wear a rosy veil and a crown for me, how late is your royal car? I think I can no longer wait for the answer I want. The last letter you sent to me still read in clear handwriting, "When you come back, I will stay with you in this mortal world." When I opened it again, its paper had already been Slightly yellow. Sir, where are you? Have you forgotten our eternal vows, or have you encountered something unexpected? In the boudoir, I can see through the autumn water that I have been missing you for more than ten years.

The mountains have no mausoleums, the rivers are exhausted, there are thunders in winter, rain and snow in summer, and the heaven and earth are united, I dare to be with you. But the end of the world hasn't come yet, and we have already drifted apart, so that I can't see your back. Later, you said, a piece of beauty is not worth all the money in the world. On the Qingming Festival, under the oil-paper umbrella, we joked with someone for three thousand years. When time ran out, I suddenly looked back and realized that you are no longer mine, and you are no longer my lifelong obsession.

In the flashy life, some people forget some things even if they cry, and they will disappear as they walk. The only thing left behind is to revisit the old place after the years are over, and the wind blows. Come on, the water is cold. Whose singing and singing reminds me of the past, but who will remember who at this time? The person who is remembered is happy, and the person who can no longer be remembered understands her. The tears stained my lapel again. Excerpts from beautiful love articles: Meeting

Meeting is the most beautiful feeling in life. Perhaps, you only have one person in your life who falls in love with you at first sight, and how many times in your life do you fall in love with music when you hear it? Listening to love, and then listening to the beautiful music of falling in love, it makes people have endless aftertaste, meaning leisurely, the most beautiful encounter is like a piece of music of the soul, once listening to falling in love, listening to falling in love again, real music, beautiful encounter, is to walk in The ferryman of the soul, it is an irresistible beauty that reaches directly into the heart and sets off each other. It is like having a spiritual conversation. One side talks and the other listens. How melancholy and how beautiful it is, making people intoxicated and reluctant to leave. , encountering a good word is like in the evening of spring, encountering a good piece of music is like finding a confidant, meeting a person, your eyes are flowing, your smile is spreading, that pure feeling makes you fresh and warm.

A person’s life may not be long, but he will always meet someone, sooner or later. Everything seems to be destined. All you need is to wait. How happy it is to wait for someone to understand you in your own years. In a certain year, month, day, and place, we met in a late autumn season. Perhaps, when you met, it was too early or too late. , but the autumn sun was still young that day, just like your hearts. A song is a story; a passage is a mood; an encounter is a regret-free time. In life, there is a kind of person who is destined to meet , is a lifetime, being able to know each other is eternity.

Some people say that they like a city because there is someone living in the city, or there is a story in the city that they cannot let go of. Some people also say that they like a piece of music because of the artistic conception of the music, or because of the artistic conception of the music. You can interpret your own thoughts. In the world, there are always such stories that can move you; there are always such music that you can meet; there are always such people that you can meet; there are always such people that you can understand, and you can always feel that music There is a warm tone in it that makes people feel very comfortable and friendly. It is simple and casual, with melancholy in happiness, and relief and harmony in pain. It is neither heavy nor superficial. It is just suitable for the current state of mind and can soothe fatigue. Heart.

In order to meet you, I cherish myself and go through wind and rain. In an autumn season, I met Yu'er, so fresh, so cool, so naughty, every drop fell into my heart. At that time, I was used to seeing their low-key smiles through the window in the early morning, swaying in the wind, quiet and beautiful, free and elegant. Rain reflects people's mood, and the mood becomes beautiful because of rain. For thousands of years, the sound of rain and life have formed an indissoluble bond. The sound of rain embodies life, and life also relies on the sound of rain. The sound of rain beats Life, listening to the light rain, describes my mood. Life is an encounter. Looking back at the world I have met, all the beauty is indescribable!

An encounter allows two souls to have a relationship. Understanding the harmony and tacit understanding, this is the most beautiful encounter, how accidental, and how precious. There will be many encounters in life, and knowing each other will become eternal. Many people like to talk about fate. Even if they look back five hundred times before meeting in this life, they are just trying to use the most beautiful words to describe it. Fate is treasured, and how can the most beautiful things in life be expressed in words? A meeting makes you beautiful. Those beautiful moments may be lost, but they become eternal memories, engraved in the heart. A chance encounter, a speechless Beautiful, but we will still remember that in that autumn, we met the most beautiful rain?

I like to collect autumn music, like to listen to the singing of autumn rain, and even more like gentle and delicate little feelings, which make my mood every day , can stretch so freshly, express my feelings for the autumn rain, sing for the rhyme of autumn, be moved by the autumn mood, like a simple and quiet life, let the pink and green willows outside the window, the smoke and clouds of the world be like a dream, but I just want to stay together for a piece of innocence The love lasts forever, no matter how many winds and rains there are, you must smile and be warm, collect the fragrant memories of happiness, let life go naturally in the freshness, let the mood pick up the brightness in the sunshine, and when the light rain falls, you still have the feeling of listening to the wind. Writing about the emotions of rain, when life becomes sunny and warm, you still have a calm mind. Excerpts from beautiful love articles: The Addition of Love

That day, I received a call from Xiaomei, and she choked up while talking, which made me heartbroken.

Xiaomei and her husband Xiaoming are both my classmates. Xiao Ming and I are the best friends. We are all transparent with each other and have nothing to hide. Xiao Ming and Xiao Mei fell in love after graduating from high school, and Xiao Ming was the first to tell me. Xiao Ming was afraid of troubling people. If they had any trouble, Xiao Mei would always call me.

This time Xiaomei’s call was about the two of them. The general idea of ??Xiaomei's phone call was that in the past, they were living in a small apartment with one living room, and they lived in harmony. Even if the husband and wife had any quarrels, it was just at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed. We slept on the same bed, and as long as our feet touched each other, Being together and feeling each other's warmth makes everyone feel better again.

Now I have bought a big house, with three bedrooms and two living rooms, and everything is ready. I thought my life would be better, but unexpectedly there was a quarrel, but Xiao Ming went to sleep in another room, slammed the door, and everyone separated. , a cold war began. It was clear that she wanted me to do Xiao Ming's work. So, I agreed to talk to Xiao Ming.

After listening to Xiaomei’s call, I couldn’t help but feel deeply that they had exactly answered that sentence, adversity in life is easy, but it is difficult to enjoy blessings together.

After they fell in love, Xiaomei’s parents did not agree with their marriage, so they went to work in the county to make a living. At the beginning, they hit a wall everywhere and were exhausted. Later, Xiaomei finally found a job as a handyman in the hospital, washing slippers in the small workshop next to the operating room. These slippers were worn by patients undergoing surgery. After the operation, they were cleaned intensively, and they also had to do hygiene, mop the floor, and work Not light. At first, when she saw patients being pushed into the operating room one after another, and people crying outside, she felt sad. Although the job was hard and the pay was low, she still gritted her teeth and persevered in order to survive. Xiao Ming looked around and became a security guard in a small factory. The salary was low and he often had to work night shifts. Their income is low and they can only rent a small house, which is considered a family.

Xiaomei has a quick mind. She went to work in the morning and saw that the breakfast shop on the roadside was very popular, so she came up with the idea of ??opening a small restaurant. Because her uncle opened a breakfast shop in the town, she had helped in the shop during the past holidays and learned to make bread, cook porridge, serve rice rolls and other tasks. Xiaomei and Xiaoming discussed it, and Xiaoming agreed, so he borrowed some money from me and other classmates to open a breakfast shop with only about ten square meters, named Meixiang Breakfast Shop.

They quit their hard-earned jobs and worked together to prop up this small restaurant and support their dreams of future life. They run a mom-and-pop shop, and they have to do all the work themselves, from feeding ingredients, kneading dough and making bread, making porridge and soup, to washing dishes, wiping tables, and cleaning. They get up early every day and work in the dark, as busy as a snail. The mind keeps moving and the hands and feet never stop. Because of their genuine products and considerate service, their business is quite prosperous. Xiaomei's brainstormed. She thought that the rice dumplings from her hometown were very flavorful, so she added the rice dumplings from her hometown to her breakfast. Unexpectedly, they were so popular and often in short supply. The business was too busy, so they hired a small worker. The business became more and more prosperous, and their reputation grew. They rented an extra store and their business grew.

The work is hard, and I am often so tired that I feel like I am falling apart. But when they settled after selling breakfast, they subtracted the cost from the income, and when they saw a huge profit, they felt a little hot in their hearts and a little moist in their eyes. After ten years of ups and downs and ten years of hardship, they have made a huge profit from their business and bought their current apartment at the beginning of the year. I really didn't expect that after they had a beautiful house, there would be cracks between them, which is really sad.

On Saturday, I made a reservation at the teahouse and invited them to have morning tea, but I didn’t tell Xiao Ming that I was inviting them as a couple. Xiao Ming seemed unnatural when he saw Xiao Mei. I said straight to the point: "I know you are at odds with each other, so I specially invited you to have morning tea together. Please tell me what is worthy of such quarrels." ?They put it up, it was nothing more than some small things in family life. I said: The real reason for your quarrel is that you did not cherish this love. Is it easy for you to get to where you are now? Someone once said that business is done by subtraction, and income minus costs is profit; but love is done by addition, and the love between two people adds up to make it bigger. This is very true. Your love in the past was the result of addition, your children are the result of the addition of love, and your house is also the result of the addition of love. Without you working together through thick and thin, how would this house be possible? You are now living apart and fighting a cold war. This is subtraction, which will inevitably affect the growth of your children, and the hard-earned results will be lost. You will regret it for the rest of your life. Have you settled this account? You should continue to superimpose love and create happiness. ?After saying this, they were all speechless.

A few days later, Xiaomei called me and said thank you for my morning tea and letting them know the addition of love.

Excerpts from beautiful love articles: Romantic things during the Spring Festival

During the Spring Festival of the Year of the Monkey, there was a news that a Shanghai girl went to the countryside with her boyfriend to have New Year’s Eve dinner. After facing the current situation, she suffered a psychological breakdown and broke up overnight, which set off social networks. Some people feel pain about regional differences and the polarization between rich and poor; some people remember years of etiquette and family upbringing; and some people who are homesick for nostalgia turn to talk about topics that match their family. I also took my wife from the city back to the countryside during the Spring Festival, and we had another sweet harvest.

My wife has recently been fascinated by traditional crafts such as folk wood-block New Year pictures. She learned that my grandfather is a semi-expert in this field, and asked him to lead the way and investigate some folk customs that I dismissed as feudal superstition. . Grandpa took Grandma with him and drove around the countryside in his grandson-in-law’s car, exploring folk customs and visiting old friends. I do dialect translation and enjoy it.

My grandfather, who is in his 80s, has been tinkering with New Year pictures and paper horses for many years. He started this business more than 20 years ago to help his younger son retire early to replace his urban household registration. My grandfather has the blacksmith skill passed down from his ancestors. After liberation, the blacksmith shop was state-owned. After studying in a private school for half a year, my grandfather became an employee of a state-owned iron factory and supported his four sons with his salary. His eldest son married the daughter of the accountant of the iron factory, who were my parents. After my grandfather retired, he switched his career with iron tools and picked up a writing brush and carving knife. He followed the monks in the temple in the ancient town to copy Buddhist scriptures and carve wooden boards for copying paper horses. Later I wrote Spring Festival couplets and cut and carved paintings with complex patterns. In the grocery store opened by grandma, grandpa's works are the best-selling ones. In the old days, these elements seemed to be indispensable in the etiquette and customs of weddings and funerals.

With the outflow of the population and changes in customs, the market space for folk customs such as New Year paintings and paper horses has become increasingly narrow in the thousand-year-old city of Rugao. The several households we visited can also be regarded as the upper reaches of the supply chain of Grandpa’s folk products. The Yang Xizhao family of Longyu Township, Jiuhua Town, Rugao, no longer uses wooden boards, let alone manual labor, to print New Year pictures and paper horses, but instead uses machines. My wife was investigating the wooden boards that had been left to gather dust. Finally, in the corners of some homes, they found some delicately carved wooden boards like treasure hunting, which made young and old alike happy. When we visited Chen Songtao's home in Brave Township, Baipu Town, he took out a pile of carved wooden boards. My wife felt like she had found a treasure and kept taking pictures with her camera. The old man also took out a book, "Jiangsu Paper Horse", which was given to him by Professor Tao Siyan of Southeast University, which contained some information about him.

After this research, I discovered that paper horses, which I had dismissed in the past, actually had such systematic fairy patterns. There are the Jade Emperor, Tathagata Buddha, Dragon King, etc., as well as 36 gods and goddesses, all drawn on a piece of paper. There is a clear division of labor between the cattle pen, the pig pen, the kitchen king, and the land god. Gods such as Tathagata Buddha, Taishang Laojun, and the Jade Emperor can abandon religious differences and come to a piece of paper for a revolutionary ideal. The expressions of the gods are often serious and they are reciting mantras with seriousness. My wife can actually keep the overall picture system in mind, reminding me of Hollywood science fiction Avatar, Harry Potter, etc. that can be logically justified. There is no doubt that the cultural heritage left by the older generation, if digested and absorbed well, will definitely be transformed Become a super IP original copyright. Grandpa said that people can't actually do many things in a lifetime. Those gods will understand. Just focus on doing what you are good at and what is useful to others.

Looking at the colorful New Year pictures and the literary gods and military generals who were in charge of their own stalls, I began to lose focus. Excerpts from beautiful love articles: About this little thing about liking you

I have always believed that every girl who believes in fairy tales or has believed in fairy tales has loved such a boy when she was young. He has the gentlest temperament in the world. The side face, the most radiant smile, the bright and sad eyebrows.

Liking for you is a trivial matter. Because I am a patient with difficulty in making choices, I will struggle with many things, such as what to eat for breakfast, what to eat for lunch, and what to eat for dinner. I worry about these issues every day, month after month, year after year, but I don’t care. tired. But I have never had any doubts about whether I should like you or not.

I would rather believe that there will be no more wars in the world than to believe that I looked back frequently in my past life, just so that in this life I would not only let you and me pass by, but also have you deeply embedded in my ordinary and peaceful life.

When I found the seeds of love quietly sprouting in my heart, I had just ended a childish relationship. The reason why I say childish is because we were young at that time, just because we have the same family background, and we are equally good at academics. In addition, since we were childhood sweethearts, our friends all thought that we should be together, so we didn't get along at all. Together without any suspense. Later, the love letters quietly passed on in the political books over those years had long been burned to ashes by torches, and the two bracelets carrying the endless affection had also been torn apart over the years. But every time I looked up at the stars, I still felt I vaguely remember the soft love poems on the pink letterhead. Our vow to defend love always made me curl my lips and wet my eyelashes. Life is too long, but I always feel that in this life I will no longer be so innocent or even careless in liking someone, nor will I be able to be so innocently liked by someone.

Just like I like you, I like you, but I will no longer want to let the whole world know in a high-profile way like before. I like you, others don't need to know, and you don't need to know either, so that I can continue to like you without any burden.

Because my last relationship was too high-profile, so high-profile that I didn’t even want to let others know that I was broken up. A group of "foolish friends" insisted on dragging me to drink to drown my sorrows. Later, everyone got high, and a few people started to make noises, asking you to be with so-and-so. At that time, you were not the same as you will be in the future, and you were shy. His face was red, and he drank one glass after another of the wine passed by others, unable to even say no. Later, I often looked up and said to people arrogantly, when I met you, you were not so prosperous, you didn't know how to grandstand, you didn't want to be rebellious, and you became famous when you called an innocent girl by your name. The face and ears are covered. Do you know that in these years, my only pride is that I participated in the years when you were young? The person I was at that time was not the person I was later. It was only later that I realized that the complicated feelings I had at that time were jealousy.

Yes, you taught me jealousy. It is different from being jealous that the second child in the class has surpassed oneself, it is also different from being jealous that the little girl in the neighbor's house has a set of Barbie dolls of her own, and it is even different from being jealous that children of the same age are living a more privileged life than oneself. That kind of jealousy is the real jealousy of a girl who falls in love with a boy and then becomes hostile to other girls who appear around him. There is no real reason.

I have always had a bad memory, and I was shy when I was in school. At a class reunion a few days ago, the girls could recognize most of them, but the boys basically had no impression of them, and even some vague eyebrows and eyes remained in my mind. I couldn't help but feel embarrassed. But the most embarrassing thing is facing you. Years have passed since we said goodbye. I thought I was strong enough now, but I am still too cowardly to even look at you for a moment.

I think I should really thank you. Your presence made me realize, ah, it turns out that I haven’t been bent into a paper clip.

I completely lost sleep that night. I asked my friend, there is someone in my heart that I can’t let go of. It’s been nine years and I want to let go. What should I do?

My friend, who has always been sharp, just asked: , is he a scumbag?

Perhaps every good girl will fall in love with one or several scumbags when she was young. I said yes, he changes girlfriends faster than the seasons.

My friend asked me what I liked about him again. I thought about it for a long time and said, probably because he is handsome.

What do I like about you? I don’t know. I just feel that men in the world should only be divided into two types: you and other people’s husbands. Because, in my heart, you have always been different from others.

If one day you get married, if I know, I will definitely go if I have time or not, just like attending other friends’ weddings, without bringing a tall, handsome and rich boyfriend to support the scene, no Wear a gorgeous dress to overwhelm the guests, and don’t drown your sorrows with wine to cause trouble at your wedding. When you take the oath, I will listen carefully below and then bless you devoutly. I will grab the bouquet with everyone, and we will kiss each other. If you When I hold the bride in hand to toast, I will excuse myself by saying that I am too drunk. I will definitely not tell you, who is that? Do you still remember that you owe me a life without getting drunk? Excerpts from love articles: Love Trilogy

Waiting for You

Perhaps a thousand or ten thousand years ago, my soul was quietly waiting for you in a quiet corner , waiting for you and I to meet one last time, when we are the most beautiful; waiting for the peaceful arrival of the century in which we exist; waiting for the plum rainy season when we are moved to tears by our love?

I know you will definitely come, whether you are a handsome prince or a poor beggar, you will come to me as promised, stretch out your warm hands to hold my trembling heart, and hold our promise of eachother!

I am waiting for you so carefully. The beautiful moon once knocked diligently on my window lattice, the light snowflakes once danced for me, and the pomegranate flowers in May were crazily red for me, but I know that they are not you!

You should be the night rain that accompanies me in my sleepless nights, you should be the breeze that follows my wanderings, you should be the first jasmine in spring, you should be the last fallen leaf in autumn, you should be everything in my life, Can read all my unwritten poems.

Waiting for you, in all the days before we met?

Meeting

It was then that the chaotic universe was divided into heaven and earth. When we first met, the moment our eyes met for the first time.

From then on, there was a vast life; from then on, there was a rolling world of mortals.

From then on, all dreams have their own constellations, and they maintain their own persistence in the silent night sky.

Since then, there have been wild azaleas and shy roses, blooming alternately in the world regardless of seasons, inspiring the young world.

From now on, you will always bring an autumn moon, and I will bring a piece of flying snow, carefully label all the days, write bold and impulsive comments, and hide them in a windless and rainless place. , waiting for the first meeting.

From then on, there were the South Pole and the North Pole, my distant longings, and my longings that I could reach out and touch.

From now on, all stories begin from here?

Missing you

Missing you, in this silent late night!

Thinking of you should be the fine night rain outside the window, knocking on my lonely window lattice frequently, accompanying me sleepless tonight when everyone may forget me?

I miss you, and I always like to be alone with you like this. At that time, I can imagine that there are countless you by my side, smiling or pensive, happy or melancholy? Imagine encounters or gatherings in various ways, and imagine whether you are happy or shy smiles, in each of these The moments that appear by chance or are deliberately sought out are the times when I have you the most.

Just because I miss you, I always want to forget you. I often rush into the crowd inexplicably, trying to avoid your endlessly surrounding figure; just because I miss you, I always remember you unknowingly, and I often lock the doors and windows of my room, trying to refuse your temptation that blows in my face like the wind. . Just because I miss you, I find that I can't escape you at all. Every time you appear, I feel my most fearful heartbeat.

It is precisely because I miss you that I turn around and walk towards you desperately after hearing a gentle call, approach your hands that are stretched out to me, and walk into your faint smile and melancholy. .

Precisely because I miss you, I am full of fear and confusion when I approach you, and why I feel happy and confused under your gaze?

I think You, in every day when we are not together? Excerpts from beautiful love articles: Love in winter

? Looking at the quarrel between you and me, your words and my words, the sounds coming out of each mouth , both trying to outshine each other. How can I be like the lover I once fell in love with? I was so sad that I stared at you blankly. Every time I said a word, you retorted cleanly and thoroughly, and your expression was also very impatient. I remember that time I am arguing with you with tears in my eyes. Because at that time, I was thinking of another you: tolerant and generous. No matter what I said, you would regard it as childish words. ?A man with bulging veins flashed in front of Xiaofang's eyes.

? But the person sitting in front of me is no longer you. Weeping woman, weeping Venus! I deplore our past, and I am saddened by the love we both paid for it. Our love fell before the darkest dawn, because it was too long and too cold, making us physically and mentally exhausted. We both know that we are still only fifty meters away from our goal, but neither of us is willing to stay together anymore, because We can never go back to those glorious days when one day was like three autumns. ? Xiaofang walked to the window, grabbed the snow on the windowsill, and then threw it into the air: Ah! Snowflakes are flying all over the sky. Who will understand the helplessness of flowers blooming and falling at this time?

?What impressed me the most was when I wanted to dance, I called you, a famous teacher, and your reaction to the other end of the phone made me feel that you were so excited that you jumped up from your chair, and you spoke My tone is also eager and I can't suppress the joy in my heart. I really enjoy the love you give me, because I know that compared with your heavyweight students, I am just dust floating in the atmosphere. But gradually, even if I made an appointment a few days earlier, you would have irrefutable reasons to reject me. I know it's your profession, but I just remember that one moment that I can never forget. ?The stubborn Xiaofang closed her eyes and opened her lips slightly. Love in Winter

? I especially want to use the most beautiful, deeply moving, and uniquely imaginative words to describe my feelings when dancing with you. Ballroom dance is a very standardized professional dance. I only know a little bit about it, so I can't dance to the level of its inner meaning. I would rather dance with you in a free and unrestrained ballroom dance, with a strong rhythm that hits the soul, and an affectionate music that makes people melt. She has a soft and slim waist.

?I am a wild goose flying south, and I am a bumpy boat in the ocean. Your unique dancer’s temperament makes me feel an unprecedented deep dependence and attachment to a man. . But the triviality of life cruelly broke my wishful dream. What followed was the resentment between us, and the entanglement that kept getting sorted out and messed up. Finally, you, a good-tempered "Shanghai man", came to you in the dead of night. At that time, I received your righteous letter worthy of a diplomat's letter of cessation of diplomatic relations. ?Xiaofang returned to the computer and tapped the keyboard eagerly.

? If our story is compiled into a time-travel script, and the passing time can be turned back, or in a romantic and psychedelic ballroom, maybe I will just stay quietly in the distance , staring at you with infinite admiration: the strong and soft dance posture, the high and disdainful head, the tall and straight figure, the domineering is vaguely elegant, and the elegance is the true nature of the king. ?Xiaofang’s expression changed from confused to brilliant.

? Everything is in the past, and there is no need to explore what is right or wrong. In fact, love is an Arab woman wrapped in a black scarf. It is mysterious and desirable, but a woman shrouded in the desert can really Is it overwhelming the country? The hazy love is beautiful, and the direct love is true. My IQ and EQ prevent me from crossing this interface full of deep love. Tell me, when we meet again one day, I How should I face you? Xiaofang covered her cheeks with her hands thoughtfully.

This is a woman’s remembrance of a once-hot love. How can such unforgettable love be like the cold weather that has cooled down?

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