Essays about a night out of town at midnight.

And then naturally went out.

Not on tiptoe. But a little ostentatious, I went out. I'm afraid that darkness and too quiet will scare myself and my parents who can't sleep.

I'm in the street. There's always something bright. I deliberately avoided it.

That's how I remembered. I learned it from my sister.

There are many reasons.

The wind is cold.

I thought about it and suddenly swore at the air. Scold yourself or something. Anyway, I didn't mean to blame others.

Sing loudly: the north wind blows the leaves mercilessly.

Then I squatted on a big rock that I called with 26 classmates the year before last. I thought of the confessions of 26 classmates and your favorite hairstyle.

Stamped my foot and naturally entered the alley. I hummed a tune on purpose. Alleys are pink and red.

Not red. I wonder if it can be called the red light district.

I pretend to be sophisticated. Because I'm still humming.

I'm afraid that the one who wears skirts all the year round will call me.

Male hormones are secreted rapidly and strongly. Make my head twist quickly, and my eyes are not disturbed by darkness.

Excited, still expressionless.

I remember. I sent a text message earlier. It's about them and their bellies. The purpose is to retain.

Dark alleys are the last best place to go at night.

That's it,

After passing a beautiful place, I dare not look back.

I changed my tone: waiting for you to love me! ! Can you sing? The cat on the wall that doesn't sleep.

Strong white headlights are coming.

I closed my eyes and opened my mouth. Disgusting and lovely smile, facing the direction of light.

You must have met me.

I scared the hell out of you.

Watch the car run away. Hey, it's Shanghai.

This car is from Shanghai.

Wandering poems or something. This is written by a man named Gu. I really don't remember.

When you leave town, ask that Li. Girl.

That's it.

I recited Cang Yang Jia Cuo's poem.

Have you seen me?

I was there.

Not sad or happy.

You can either read me or you can't read me.

Love is there.

Don't come or go.

Do you love me or not?

Love is there.

Neither increasing nor decreasing.

Are you with me or not?

My hand is in your hand.

Never give up.

Come into my arms.

or

Let me live in your heart

Silent love

Silence and happiness

It's dawn and I haven't left the city yet.

Brought breakfast to mom.

The cat is missing. The light is not red. You're still wearing lipstick at the door.

Hello.

That's it.

The first night.