Tag: 上海推油口爆OH

Categories
Ftmiiedrr

I this

The flowers planted by myself fell down all over the floor last night. I stuck the glue to San Geng, but didn’t stick it at last. Sudden feel ridiculous. It seems that there are still endless things that have not been done. I want to go with the flowers. Numb for a long time. I have been thinking that if my life is over, I will leave some people around me. All of them say that the pressure is getting bigger and bigger, and the word “almost relaxed” no longer exists. I have no energy to manage my relationship. Because we are busy, we no longer expect to love each other till death. Because we are busy, we are too lazy to find without love, and our feelings are casual. Because we are busy and lack of love for the nature, even if we think about it, there is still a strong survival ratio. Because we are busy, we forget the wind and rain, the days and the helplessness. Just, are we really happy like this? Can the days counting money really laugh out from my heart? Indifferent to unconscious, indifferent to seeing the fall of life, only as an image that has nothing to do with oneself. Why not happy? What’s wrong with me! Too much thought, too much too late. What did I do after I was in a hurry. Look up and take a deep breath, that’s it! Looking for happiness from misfortune, winter is coming, and the weather is getting colder and colder. I hope it will be warmer. 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…

Categories
Erixdnmtb

20

A wandering winter rain knocked at the gate of winter and opened the curtain at the end of 2011. The days passed day by day, the cold gradually came to us, and the footsteps of 2012 were getting closer and closer. My friends are busy with the year-end summary, and I seem to be very busy. Recently, I unexpectedly became a celebrity in the Internet QQ. I don’t know why, there are always people who add me as friends. I don’t know whether it was the netizens who took a fancy to my yellow face or the work clothes with blue background and stars that added me with curiosity. I don’t know. In short, add me one by one. I asked: where are you from? Netizen answer: your fellow countryman. I said again: Oh, you are also from Nanchang City. The netizen answered again: No, Jiujiang’s. Faint! You call this fellow. However, the judgment of netizens is far-fetched, saying that both of us are from Nanchang, which can be regarded as fellow townsmen. However, this is also the civilized network language under the civilized society. But there are also people who come straight to the point and put forward extraordinary ideas. For example, a netizen named Midnight Mei Niang explained the purpose directly. Midnight Mei Niang: I have my own nude photos, high-definition, 30 yuan for half an hour and 60 yuan for one hour. I (startled): If there is literature, come up. Please do not harass others. After that, I couldn’t help deleting her. Direct enough, bold enough. This is the network, The stuns in the network, the ghosts under the network, the scumbags and garbage in the civilized society. Directly set up your temptation, it depends on whether you can take the bait. However, there are also things that are close to each other, as if they were familiar with each other 500 years ago. Netizen (gave me a website as soon as I came in): hurry up, do me a favor, help me comment and express my opinion. As long as you enter your QQ number and password, you can log in. I (chuckled! I feel that the other side has a little IQ. So click, but see a three-point beautiful picture of women in the hiding place): Sorry! I can’t open it! Through the back of this netizen, I felt that she was very vain. It is super strong. I really need to be praised by others so as to treat my sub-health body. The form is a bit novel, but when trying to enter her space, she accidentally found that the lock was locked. I thought: if any stranger is invited to watch her, why should the space be locked? There must be something strange among them, so he put it into a cold Palace and ignored it. Later, it was simply deleted. It was true that there were some gentle ones, or some profound ones, which would not be like this. For example, a netizen named YU is like this. After being friends with each other, I checked her space with interest. What came into my sight was that I came back from a foreign country with my signature and went back home again. She also found a group of photos of her own life, beautiful photos of various life backgrounds, dressed appropriately and looked a little naughty. There is no personal log, which is what I can expect. For a long time, she couldn’t help feeling angry and said hello to me voluntarily. I (this time I took the initiative to ask): Why did you add me? YU: I just like it. I (thought, this is also the reason! That’s it.): YU: What do you do? I: Bus driver. You? YU: Oh, it’s also good. I sat at home without going to work. Me: Ah, are you a student?! YU: I haven’t been to school for a long time. First, she didn’t go to work, second, she was not a student, then what was she doing at home? Speaking of this, I felt that the conversation with her could not go on any more, and I was speechless for a moment. Therefore, she returned and clicked her photo again. The woman in the photo was a little feminine, and she felt that she wanted to show the vitality of youth as much as possible in the photo. Oh, no, the charm of youth is more appropriate. It is still unknown whether it is empty in my heart to strike up a conversation with me. She just felt a little lonely behind the screen and needed someone to accompany her. Later, I chose to delete her. Because, I am not suitable for her. The outside world is drifting with little winter rain, getting cold gradually. But the network is not cold, very hot. Everyone is busy sending photos or showing their moods in their QQ, so busy. It is said that the past goes with the wind, while the online events on the screen follow the finger keyboard and drift with the current in the north wind. However, those restless, ill-minded or even obscenity and debauchery could disappear like concubines in the Republic of China. Because we have all entered a civilized society. They are not needed to support the facade. I didn’t expect that Fu Huanchun became popular at the end of 2011 for the first time since he got QQ. Lol. (2011-12-15) Like (prose editor: prose online) 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…

Categories
Azpuxiuy

Keep gampsocleis

Grasshopper, I don’t know who has this name, has been circulating till now. Every summer, in the fields of the country, the sound of grasshopper will be heard, and when you walk near the sound, I couldn’t hear it immediately, and I wouldn’t find where the grasshopper who just made a sound went after looking for half a day. When I was young, I was rather patient. I looked around for a long time every time. Finally, I found this grasshopper under a leaf, either upside down or hiding in a low profile, because of the natural green color, they can blend into the surrounding environment quickly, so when enemies attack, they can protect themselves well. Sometimes I really admire these small animals and admire that they can hide in the nature without being found, while we human beings can’t hide or hide. Every weekend, I will stay at home, I don’t want to go out, so I finally have a holiday. Have a good rest, relax myself and make myself happy. I am too tired to go to work at ordinary times, so I am looking forward to the environmental color of Grasshopper, which can be hidden in the nature, be a hermit. I miss the time when my grandfather taught me how to prepare a katydid cage, how to feed it, the happy time when I was a child, and the summer vacation when I was in school. Like (prose editor: Ke Er) 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…

Categories
Zdqsmvt

Thanksgiving

[Introduction] life is easy and God is hard to get old. There is Chongyang today. The old are the wealth of the society, and the old are the meritorious men of the society. Our great Shenzhou is celebrating the birthday of the elderly on the Double Ninth Festival, wishing the elderly all over the world a happy life and a long life! With the swaying autumn, looking at the falling of maple, faintly across the blue-and-blue mountains, a string of sweet bells came from my ears. The bell is so clear, so earful, so penetrating, so strange and familiar. Just like the call of friends from afar, just like the message from Hongyan, just like …… Ah, my friend, who are you? Who on earth are you? You may be a romantic schoolchild, dancing ring tones with your hands, dancing in front of your white-haired grandpa and grandma. Your two yanghorn braids are dancing, and those two bowknot are flying up and down, your red and fat little hand waved the ring tones, and the Bell smiled knowingly, ringing, ringing. The sweet voice spread across Qian Shan and thousands of rivers in Qian Shan …… you laughed out of tears. You are so naive and lively, so innocent and lovely. You hug Grandpa’s neck in a spoiled manner and say quietly in Grandpa’s ear: Grandpa, I wish you and grandma a long life! Yes, today is the traditional Double Ninth Festival, which is the 10th old age festival in our country. This bell expresses the hearts of hundreds of millions of filial sons, and this bell repeatedly plays the wonderful movement of filial piety in the world, the Bell won the favor of the old man: Grandma’s wrinkles showed her praise for you, Grandpa stroked the goat beard and said with laughter; My Niuniu has grown up, and she has really grown up! You may also be at the foot of the Tianshan Mountain, Anair Khan, a gentle girl of the hashak family. Today, you are Emei, lips, long black and elegant waterfall hair, and deep eyes are rippling with a wave of Autumn Water, you are dressed in traditional national festival clothes, inlaid under the beautiful flower skirt, with small bells tinkling, and the riding boots under your feet are dark and bright. You come to your parents who have worked hard for a lifetime with sweet Hami melon in your hand, said with a smile: Dad, Mom, wish you two happy forever! You and your partners unscrew the youthful and energetic dance steps, accompanied by the fragrance of the prairie flowers, in front of the cloud-like yurt, with accompanying you to watch the melody of the Prairie singing and dancing, white clouds lining your beautiful blush, nightingale and your crisp bell, the song resounded all over the country, and the Bell spread all over the pasture. You may also be the young man of Nadam Jockey Club in front of Potala Palace in Tibet. At this moment, you are clamping your feet, riding a horse and raising a whip, the sound of the bell, the wind howling, the voice boiling, the cheering people throwing their hats and shouting: Lausanne, come on! Come on! My mother took my dad’s dark hand and smiled at the corner of her eye. Your coming mother is still ringing in my ear. Today is your holiday. I will definitely win the championship! Abba waved his whip and held Hada, murmured: This boy is promising! Be successful! You may also be the Korean brother at the foot of Changbai Mountain, beating the drum and singing the ancient orange stem ballad, celebrating the golden wedding for abaghi and Armani; You may also be the son of the eldest father of The Ferryman beside the Yellow River, in the passionate sound of the trumpet, the waves are sweeping the dragon boat rapidly, celebrating the ancient and brand-new respect for the elders; You can also be …… Ah! Life is easy and God is hard to get old. There is Chongyang every year. The old are the wealth of the society, and the old are the meritorious men of the society. Our great Shenzhou is celebrating the birthday of the elderly on the Double Ninth Festival, wishing the elderly all over the world a happy life and a long life! Let’s always ring the bell of gratitude, pass it down from generation to generation, remember the old saying that filial piety comes first for the good, love parents as parents love us, respect the old people all over the world, and promote the virtues of China! [Responsible editor: Ke Er]] 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…