On the literature and art of youth growth, the auspicious feathers of these years are all settled and condensed here at this moment.

1. In the war-torn city, we have been constantly saying goodbye and meeting, growing up alone and silently. This book has completely taken away the years of separation, joys and sorrows. Are the truest and deepest love. These years' Ji Guang Pian Yu, whether it is a light and homely talk or a lonely and decadent look, has settled down and condensed here at this moment.

2. whenever I look back on my youth, those days are like white snowflakes in the morning of a snowstorm, which are blown away by the high wind.

3. Over the years, I have never been the name you suddenly called out when you were drunk, but I have been standing on your right side for so many years, chatting with you and growing up with you.

4. I don't know what else I can take to make you stay. The rest of my broken life is like a deserted garden, and I can't grow a bright plant.

5. You and I are like seven verses. You wrote the first verse, so I have to cut my will to compete with your level and artistic conception, and finally rhyme for you.

6. Many things are like umbrellas in rainy days. When you rush into the room, you hastily put them away and throw them in a corner. The rain of the night is still in the folds. Come over for a long time and then open it, and a moist smell comes to your nose. Even if it is a sunny day, it will remind you of that distant rain.

7. Do you know? I have two lifelines, and now I'm here. Life is a mess, and you don't love me enough. On the other side, I have a life I want.

8. The most desperate waiting is not that that person will never be what you want, but that everything that person has done has nothing to do with you.

9. At that moment, I finally understood that all the days I had lived before were to wait for this moment; And the days after that are to think about this moment over and over again.

1. Nothing is safer than strangeness and loneliness. Love is a dream, and I always overslept.

11. Sometimes we fantasize week after week, year after year, thinking that our thoughts are very logical, until one day we see something, a face, a dress, a happy person, and then we understand in vain that our dreams will never come true.

12. I sit here and pour out my last sigh in my life. I sit here and put out my last long-cherished wish.

13. When I thought I could regard this mysterious island as a wandering destination, I found that it had already been occupied by despair, and the waves continued to leave scars. I still have nowhere to live.

14. On this doomed road, you come, and the sun shines through the clouds. What I have never said, and my heart, like mountains and rivers in the distance, are true and need no explanation.

15. I love you so much. But this love is a rope floating in mid-air, a half ladder. No matter how hard I look up, I can't touch the real you, so I can only choose to give up and forgive my cowardice. Motto about this scene

It's unforgettable to miss the past and leave things. It's a pity that the breeze and the bright moon are still young and ignorant of the taste. It's a pity that spring can't understand the amorous feelings. Just leave this scene until you remember and hope to meet tonight. It's a dark night, and you will meet new knowledge. It's three thousand suspected that the galaxy has fallen for nine days. I hope that the frosty days will be full of flowers, the moon will look like a dragon and the clouds will look like a phoenix, and I hope that there will be a new friendship there.

Autumn is quiet The fog cage is still gone, and the returning geese are screaming again. A dark wound and a dark cry know what year, but today's heart is hard to give up. Autumn is light and autumn leaves are beautiful. Hongyan returned, and the dead leaves fell sad. My heart sighs loneliness, and I forget this life and this life. Autumn painting is sad, Qiu Die withers. The fallen flowers and dust return to Egypt, and the butterflies are sad in the evening. This scene is dark and sad, and flowers bloom and fall in sorrow and autumn.

Our boat was moored under the bamboo forest on the shore, and it approached the bamboo trees, and the bamboo leaves fluttered on the awning. I was lying on the boat, covered with a felt, with bamboo leaves swaying, only five or six feet above my head. After a hard day's work, the boatman sat at the stern in that cold night and rested with a pipe in his mouth. It was dark at that time, and the prospect was dim and indistinguishable, just like a beautiful and wonderful picture. On the other side of the boat, paper lanterns are hung high, water lights are hidden and visible, and noisy voices are audible one by one. Sometimes someone blows a flute, and the sound of the flute is sent by the wind with the microwave on the water. It is as sad as a complaint, but it is very strange, but it makes people feel peaceful. My boatman is telling the story of Empress Dowager Cixi's childhood with relish. What a pleasure! How beautiful! At that time, I would like to take pictures with a quick camera and keep them in my memory forever. I said to myself: I am 12 years old in this natural picture, facing such beautiful scenery and such a good night; Isn't it full of beauty to recall this time when you are old in the future? -Liang Shiqiu's "Life is just like this"

The form is very good. When should we wait?

I was lying on the grass beside a big tree, bathed in the sunshine and the breeze. The scene was as quiet and serene as the day when you left with a smile in my arms.

She was tired of turning around and nestled beside Zhong Hua, panting slightly. Time flies from the sky. Seeing this scene, I can't help but be surprised and angry: Zhong Hua! Are you really heartless? ! Zhong Hua remained silent, and LanYue and others came forward to surround the streamer. For a moment, only to see the sword and shadow, the wind and cloud changed color! Qianyin looked back at the time and saw a group of people playing happily. She asked, Master, what are they doing? I don't know for a teacher. oh Zhong Hua pointed to the rainbow under his feet, and the crisp voice became warm as warm wind: I want one for this rainbow, so can Qianyin pick one up for me? Yes, yes! Qianyin jumped off the platform and left Zhong Hua with the fragrance of a fairy flower with a touch of clothes and hair passing through his nose. Stunned by the fleeting time, I was struck by the floating clouds-"Master is too provocative, and my apprentice is guilty"

Even though love is the most elusive and unpredictable game in the world, the true person who meets this scene is speechless and just wants to get close to it-"If you don't owe, how can you meet?"

Once, it was difficult to cross the sea, forever amber. In the past, how could this scene disappear with it?

When there is no poetry, I won't think of a thousand miles of * * * when I see this round moon, but I miss you at this time, and this scene is nothing more than Dongpo's mood. I am lonely, I really miss you, I really want to see you, but I can only stare at the photos.

take a pot of old wine and invite three or two friends. Five words and six rhymes, and seven unique and eight laws. Talk about the prosperity of Jiuzhou and enjoy ten miles of peach blossoms. Isn't this beautiful?

In a person's life, the most unforgettable thing is probably the first love, and the most painful thing is death and separation. In the face of the ongoing natural and man-made disasters, at that moment, under this situation, there is actually not much pain, but more fear and hesitation about encountering the disaster at any time, just like having a long and short nightmare, I don't know when I will wake up. It's hard to get together far away from each other, and literature and ink comfort each other.

Even if I fall into the darkest, loneliest and most painful hell, I have no fear or regret in this situation!

The moonlight provokes people, and the silver costume is too thick, and the night wind can't get rid of the evil atmosphere. If this is the case, it should be a perfect match that the scenes are particularly cold and silent. It happened that the street lights were rippling, and the dim light was spread on the road. If you don't distinguish it carefully, you can't detect the water mist from the street view fountain. It's not wet, but it's very transparent. When you stop, the clothes are wet in circles, but the coolness never hits your heart. This situation, if another day, it will be a good time. It is the most enchanting and difficult to understand its beauty when it is unintentional.

this situation is like that of the past, and people are already disconsolate. There is no need to sigh if you want to stay or stay, and you will be happy with the wind. The past and old friends have become the past, so there is no need to sigh the past today. Where is the road ahead for Mo Wen? The ends of the earth are not the place to go.

The snow is cold, and it's like this year after year. Now I want to tell your heart that it's hard to meet you at a distance.

Next year, it's rare to see this scene. Friend, take care.

Feelings are cultivated bit by bit, and hearts are cooled down bit by bit ... When you complain that the scene is not as warm as before, in fact, someone has been deeply hurt by you ...

You once stubbornly believed that the other person is an indispensable existence in your life, and you even paranoid that if you lose the other person, you will die. You have hollowed yourself out to love him, but you still don't feel enough. But slowly, which link went wrong? You began to attack each other, hurt each other, trust collapsed, and love vanished into thin air. You didn't even make it to forget each other in the Jianghu, and each of you held another person's hand. Only then did you realize that even forgetting in the Jianghu was gentler than this. You didn't share his glory, he didn't enjoy your maturity, and you stood on the street, talking about irrelevant topics. -canoe

A grain of red dust 2》

There are many snows, cold dew and sadness, and the crescent moon in the middle of the night, corresponding to pairs. In this situation, if you change your state of mind and change your time, it will be a beautiful scene, as beautiful as a flower.

Don't worry, shallow water floats with the current, and deep water fish swim. Looking for love willows by the fairy skirt, a glass of sake is hard to solve. The pebble path is earnest and as long as I love it. I wish I could walk silently like a spring, and leave my heart alone! I want to get up and dance with the butterfly, and the flowers around me are invited to compete for favor. I lean forward and close my eyes and smell. Impetuousness in my heart suddenly stopped. The urchin by the pool catches snails, and the song in his ear is not enough. The slanting willows pour out all the sunshine spots, and this situation is disturbing. I want to go by the wind, but love in the world is hard to stay. If you don't know how to complain about stupid women, where can you solve your worries? Emotional sorrow, emotional sorrow, when to rest? -Mei Xiangying is sparse

Affectionate Ying Xiao Wo takes a look at Qiao Bo, who has been moving for five years with one heart and one mind, and has been waiting for the autumn rain with one heart and one mind. I don't know if I look forward to Jun Jun in the past winter, but the sun is shining and my note is ambiguous. If I think about it several times, I will blush. If I think about it, it will be cold and warm for me. I dare to forget it, and my heart will bleed.

I have seen this scene in my dream. It's better to be silent than not to see.

looking at this situation, I listened carefully. It's like hearing the whisper of fallen leaves and the softness of autumn wind. In this very short moment, they tell the most beautiful love and interpret the eternal infatuation. When the fallen leaves lie peacefully on the earth, revealing a happy appearance, you see, it is more like a sleeping child. Suddenly found that the autumn wind is not an imaginary executioner, it turns out that it is only at the last moment of the leaf's life, so that it can experience the lingering and flying taste of love.

Classic He Xuejiang Song Collection Six Spring Flows, Huang Gexuan Spring Goes to Qiu Lai for a reincarnation, Jacky Spring Story, Dong Wenhua Spring Mud Yu Dengqing Where is Spring? Children's songs are adopted, HongLing Cheng Lin Rainbow Wu Bai Rainbow's agreed children's songs are guessed, Wan Fang Chashan love song Yang Yuying passed by, and Zheng Yuan was absolutely infatuated. Li Shengjie was infatuated with Qian Baihui's infatuation, and Zhou Huimin's infatuation did not change Jin Chi's late love. Li Maoshan left Long Meizi's Tzu Chi naked. Adam Cheng stabbed Luo Zhongxu at this moment in Ar Fi. Huang Lei sang this scene to her boyfriend Eva Huang. Timi Zhuo often went home to see Chen Hong legend. Li Chen's wet heart outside Faye Wong window. Gan Ping was sad. Chi Zhiqiang married Zhang Qingfang. Li Yijun got married early. Zhang Huimei's silence was the scenery missed by Zhang Guorong. Yang Qianman

Miss each other and meet the beautiful girl under the moon. Bloody roses are enchanting and butterfly dances fly together * * * Imagine this scene. Hong Xia quietly covered her face and made her heart beat. Remember this night. Now the sea has been transformed into a field of mulberry fields in a hurry for ten years. If you are not married, I will definitely set foot in Chung Shan Man. Even in the horizon, I will find my face. < P > It keeps raining, the air seems to be filled with a little wetness, and the whole mood becomes wet with the sound of rushing water. The whole person looks like a lazy kitten, but he is fidgety and sticks out his claws. It seems to be full of hostility but nowhere to vent, helpless and serene, and seems to dare not talk about resistance. The wooden decoration in the house smells of mildew, which is not strong, but it is also fragrant and inexplicably adds a bit of loneliness. There are a few clothes hanging on the balcony quietly. At the moment, with the sound of rain, it looks so weak, there is no wind, there is no grass moving, and it is like a mummy. There seems to be a rustle of speech next door, but I can't hear it clearly through the rain. The rain, but it didn't put a stop to the posture, like a couple who made a fuss yesterday, and today they want to cry all about their grievances. You can still hear a few birds chirping on the eaves. Some of them are trapped by the rain. If you have a home, you can't go back. It won't help if you tear your heart out! Heaven

Life is a fate. From the beginning to the end, from nothing to nothing, from nothing to nothing, it is doomed to vanish, but after all the noise, I have smiled innocently, so I have no regrets. Time flies, the youth is exhausted, how much melancholy, how much disconsolate, just because of constant cutting, the reason is still broken. This situation is like a dream, moving and moving, just to pursue this fate. When you are drunk, you know that the wine is strong, and when you wake up, you know that the dream is empty. It turns out that it is also a kind of pain to watch the residual flowers wither. Who buried a lifetime promise at your grave? Whose love for life and death is painted in the world of mortals? In the end, I can only keep the same face, and it will last for a thousand years. Looking at the cherry blossoms all over the sky, sadness flows, but it can't hide the mottled time. Burned-out elegance, for whom turned into the other shore flower? Whoever caresses my hair owes me a lifetime price.

The snow dances, the sky is silent, the wind is misty, the snow is falling, and the clothes and trees are covered with frost. This scene seems to be like remembering that the fate is that flying snow keeps me interested.

The ancient temples in the door were especially glorious in those days, and several people in the world sought companionship with the ancient Buddha, and they laughed with great sadness. They regarded the situation as a karma. How many idiots were buried in ancient and modern times? Who beat the horse and put on the beauty makeup by the slender West Lake in Beijing and Hangzhou in the future? Who says Buddhism is boundless? How can I survive the eight famines? If I meet that spoony girl again in the future, I hope I can get a sentence: Master, be well and be safe. Friends circle

Friends circle stabilized after moving 1. I will be very happy and yearning. Looking forward to a new beginning in a new place.

2. January 24th, 216: moved to a new home, and it snowed for the first time in Shenzhen. Good Night!

3. My neck hurts. I may be tired from moving.

4. We moved to a new house today, which is beautiful. I hope you can grow up happily, and your father will have a smooth job, your mother will have all her wishes, and your family will be safe and happy.

5. No matter how good the environment is after moving, I can't stop thinking about my old house again and again. Too many good times have made me forget my original home.

6. It's really tiring to clean up, and it's really tiring to move. I only cleaned up half of it in one night. All the garbage that should be cleaned up should be cleaned up, so live a good life!

7. Under the pressure of the city, we sometimes have to move again and again. Every time we move, we always miss the old house and dream about the original environment and the original days.

8. moved to a new house!