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[Introduction] how good it would be if the days were always leisurely and pleasant! In the afternoon, you can lean against the window to sip fragrant tea, turn over several volumes of ancient poems, watch elegant clouds, watch catkin duckweed, clean your hands at dusk, burn incense, recite a Buddha and read a sutra, I am willing to return to clean and clean. When autumn comes and winter arrives, it is dim, and the lotus withered chrysanthemum is full of sadness, and the wind, cold rain and cold first see the eye. When the sun warms up, the tea smells sweet and the heart is charming, and the game is full of joy, and the game begins to win with anger. Does everyone like the warm sunshine in winter afternoon? Anyway, I am extremely preferred. Bathing in the sun, a cup of tea, a piece of music and a piece of idle words seem to be the happiest thing in life. What a wonderful life! In the afternoon, you can lean against the window to sip fragrant tea, turn over several volumes of ancient poems, watch elegant clouds, watch catkin duckweed, clean your hands at dusk, burn incense, recite a Buddha and read a sutra, I am willing to return to clean and clean. I haven’t played chess for a long time. In the afternoon, I pulled my husband to accompany me. He disdained to play against me. On the other hand, I love it very much. Every time I lose, I never see progress, every time he played chess pieces, he would ask me whether he wanted a cart, a horse, a gun, or only half of the chess pieces to treat me, which hurt me very much. He said with great anger: thank you for your kindness, be careful of yourself! Soon, three sets and two sets were over. I felt dizzy when I lost. He wanted to escape. Every time, he would go to make a cup of coffee for him and go around such a topic, when he was stunned, then he began to talk about conditions and asked me to finish every step. When it was his turn, he would count loudly while playing chess without regret. In this way, I won without fear. After five rounds, he was secretly delighted, but he answered the phone and went out. When I came to the store, I was bored, turned on the computer, and kept circulating the “Mylove” of Xicheng boy. There were five big boys with clean and clear voice, singing softly, warm and lingering in my heart. Take out the card bag, embroider half of the cold plum picture, stick the needle lead, in winter, the hand is not flexible, always stick to the hand, give up. Looking through “heartbroken collection”, the heart of silence is gone. It seemed to hear Zhu Shuzhen sobbing secretly and murmured by himself. Sorrowful beauty is better than desolation. Every sadness and resentment of her is like running water slowly, flowing into my body slowly from my eyes, arousing the loneliness and sadness hidden in the blood. I have been stubbornly imagining that the moment that woman indulged in the West Lake, she must be smiling like flowers to this noisy world. Her crazy and sad smile must be the most beautiful! 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…