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The New Year’s Eve of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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The mid-autumn festival is full of love. With the Mid Autumn Festival of arrival, infinite sad into thick worry Silk, cut ceaseless, and chaotic. In the past, we simply expected the dream to come true. Our fragile hearts slowly broke apart in the stumbling time and time again, and slowly healed in the growth, leaving shallow scars. Strolling along the path we walked together in the past, I remembered the picture of holding hands, and only sighed lightly in the emotion that things are different. Last year, in this door today, the face of peach flowers reflected red. People don’t know where to go, peach blossom is still laughing at the spring breeze. People are gone, dreams are hard to stay, scenery is still the same, love is different. Picture Scroll by picture is full of sad smiles. At night when meteor falls into the sky, there is always helpless nightmare. The wailing of broken-wing swallow is the call of death, the snowy season is already a winter with tears dry. In this Mid-Autumn Festival full moon season, only helpless thoughts are left. With tears in my eyes, I saw the white butterfly flying among the flowers. The light white mist spread to the whole space like a ribbon. I vaguely looked at the round moon with light blue sadness and clearly saw a familiar face. I don’t know if you are in the sky, are you okay now? I hate it so much. I hate that I don’t know the human nature and can’t see you for the last time. I hate it so much. I hate that I was frivolous and indulgent before and failed your last wish. I hate it so much. I hate that I don’t know how to handle everything and can’t listen to your bitter words. If I could, I would reestablish the fire, water and wind, and then perform the six rounds of reincarnation, so as to turn the past that was hard to recall into light smoke and drift away. If I can, I will have an overview of the three generations and seven generations, reverse yin and yang and Five Elements, and evacuate the endless sorrow. If I can, I will cross the barrier of time and space, and then continue the unfinished love. But in this life, it is difficult to dream round. Wow, wow. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…