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Talking about brightly lit streets.

1, brightly lit street, whose space are you staying in? Misty rain taps the cold shoulder shaft and locks the heavy building once again.

Walking in the brightly lit street at night, the world is noisy, but my heart is just lonely. There are countless possibilities in life, but we can only choose one. When I got off the bus, a cold wind blew on my face, and I couldn't help shrinking my neck, clenching my hands and shivering. I walked alone in the brightly lit street with my schoolbag on my back, letting the unscrupulous wind blow my hair and not tidying it up, only to find that being abandoned is not a bad thing and enjoying a quiet and mysterious moment. 4, bustling and lively. The sparkling water, the brightly lit streets and the Kongming lanterns flying everywhere are so beautiful. Suddenly I want to stay here and seek a different life footprint. 5. Get used to the brightly lit streets, give yourself some time, let us be closer to our imagination and put ourselves in the world. 6. The night here is not like the bright lights of the city, there is no noisy traffic, and a few rays of light come out from the distant boat house, which is weak and soft. The neon lights on the street, the people by the sea and the stars over the ancient plank road tell the pure beauty of the town. A road, a pair of people, love to the depths. 7. In the brightly lit street, looking at your familiar figure, you can't stop crying for a long time. 8. That night, I stood in the brightly lit street and smiled at the water under the bridge. I heard that time is the best medicine. Over time, no matter how deep the wound is, it will fade away. I heard that I put it down, and I will find that that person is not that important. 9. Walking in the brightly lit streets, watching people come and go, letting my thoughts fly, as if this world has nothing to do with me, I like the tranquility, leisure and beauty in this hustle and bustle. 10, windy Xu Lai, with warmth, clouds and tenderness, holding the new moon. Brightly lit streets, unfamiliar and familiar past, touch the heartstrings and open dreams. True and light, walk into your spring. 1 1, standing on the brightly lit street, passing through the hurried crowd, watching the back of others coming home, I feel more and more homesick at this moment. I once thought, maybe I will always meet that warmth after staying in this strange city for a long time. The longer you stay, the more strange and sad you become. 12, standing on the overpass, looking at the brightly lit city and the endless stream of people, there has never been a night on the streets of Beijing, and it sneers at every lost passerby. Breathing the air of Beijing, looking for lost dreams, and pinning the youth with nowhere to land. I'm just a wanderer, looking for the end of my world. 13, in the street where the lights are dim, drinking wine from the sky and enjoying life is not a kind of enjoyment! 14, the streets of Guangzhou with flashing lights, reliving love and hate. Today, am I still me without you? . 15, walking in the street again, with the lights on, I feel very relaxed. Put it down, in fact, it will be really much happier. 16, get used to the brightly lit streets, give yourself some time, let us be closer to our imagination and put ourselves in the world. 17, there are several people walking in the brightly lit street. You don't know who I am. I don't know who I am. Who knows who is who? 18, the streets in the morning are still brightly lit without a trace of sleepiness. Is that distant man standing in the street now? 19, a cold current suddenly hit the brightly lit street. Are you willing to go with the flow? In the dead of night, passing by the end of the city, a person stops and sleepwalks alone. 20, noisy streets, colorful lights, passers-by in a hurry. This is her road and her story. And she is the only protagonist. 2 1, dead of night, brightly lit streets, lonely moon hanging in the air, never meet each other. 22, back to the road, looking back at the lights in the street, but not like a youth brigade.