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Heart Rain

The pattering heart rain overflows my heart and overflows my heart. The joyful laughter is flying in the gurgling water. Your shadow in the pure rain curtain breaks my firm heart door again and wakes up my dream. Why do you continue to dream on the keyboard, and think in the text, let the heart rain splash your skirt, hoping to pull the dream. There are you and me in my dream, and the Heart Rain ripples in my heart again. The Love silk in the rain makes this season more moist and romantic. I remember that day I strolled in the Internet space, looking for my heart crazily. Suddenly, you in the same city left a few words and left freely. The emotion turned into a heart rain in an instant and drifted to the sky together with my thoughts. At this time, you stood at the end of the network, staring at the fluctuation of light rain, and opened your open mind. We met each other. It is such an opportunity that no matter how many lonely nights I have experienced in the future, no matter how many heart rains I have bathed in, it will be treasured in my memory. Maybe this acquaintance is the strongest emotional pulse beat in my heart rain, maybe this is the fate that heart rain brought to me. In the days of missing, my heart rain floats with the wind, let the sweet rain moisten your tender face, and I mix the dripping tears into the heart rain, let the rain Mark draw two overlapping hearts in my heart. I clearly knew it was a belated love, but I still drunk my soul without hesitation. The heart rain in early autumn overflowed my heart, setting off waves layer by layer, and the floating soul could not find the other shore. This heart rain moistens many dry memories and picks up the tears of happiness. The flowers instantly slide between fingers, which makes me unable to hold them in my arms, but I will treasure that feeling. Because life is originally a process of seeking feelings. Let the trickle heart rain accompany me all my life, let the overflowing tears kiss your cheek lightly, the tears of missing flow slowly between my fingers, every piece of my soul diary has the mark of heart rain, there is the lingering of love, the destination of heart, and the helplessness of love…… [Editor in charge: Man Tree]] 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…