Tag: 上海楼凤安娜



The most secluded glance. Silent, stretching thousands of miles of Guanshan Mountain; The green sail shook at the edge of the heart. March rain, patter, knock our pigeon-like hut. Repeat those, repeated languages. The path is like a rope, which is the most hurtful and sorrowful. Under the Moonlight, tied up the long thoughts, are you going to leave? The bird of light flew out of my pupil again, looking for the resting Mountain. Jing, you nod silently, silently, as if you feel hard, as if you feel clumsy. Oh, always like this, always like this, always too many words, blocking too small space. Don’t blame me, don’t blame me for always drooping eyelids. Beside you, I am a tree, a plain growing shallow grass. If you moved. If you step on it, if you pull my braid when you were a child. Quietly, I will keep my watch in the future. Keep it, tightly, like stars guarding the moon. I was not shy, but I was scared to cry. Perianth Gary. I learned to guess vaguely and forgive again and again. You gradually become mature and bold, and learn to hate other words again and again. Why don’t you, why don’t you. The drizzle was like silk. In the small station, I folded the flower handkerchief which had been folded for countless times. Although there are thousands of charming answers on your face. Or don’t answer. You know how my daughter’s heart is suffering from love. Therefore, you become silent. Silence is like a reef in the turbulent flow, brave but lonely sorrow. Eyes chaos. The young people around me, curious if they return to birds, hovering in your face and mine. Can you tell him. My heart was suddenly heavy, just like the traveling bag filled with my whispers in your hand, you had never been silent. Laughing and singing often dress up your life. Holding patches of leaves. You said; Just like them, spread the green and life all over the desolate distance. You have never been silent, no. In panic, I took out the fruit candy and passed it quietly, strong and gentle. At your fingertips, alas, Xu is exactly the connotation of love. Although I am 100% depressed, I don’t want you to have any unhappiness. Look at me, dear. Looking, if the mountain is looking at the plain, the blue sky is looking at the blue sky, the bell will ring. You should dress your heart as half, half stay in the north, and the other half lead to the south. Although life is destined to be different, there is firmness. There are thousands of poems sung in ancient times. But I always hope, no, don’t go too far. Don’t, it is understanding, it is the extension of love, if you are Dapeng. I am the forest where you can rest on wings, cool night, regular heart, climbing white clouds, lightning and the long bristle of the sea. Time and time again, I am tenacious and upward. You believe it? Don’t, it makes my daughter sad and healthy. On the Road, I am the green light to tell you a safe journey. Oh, I want to follow the path in the rain, accompany you and move forward. The bell rang, crisp, crisp. The early bus yawned and stopped with sleepy eyes, Dawn and night. Jeans and working jumpsuits. Busy up and down, crowded, like a little rain, splashing water drops. On the dim light floating road, your eyes suddenly become bright. Like the burning sun, also like the flashing sword in the hands of soldiers before the charge. I knew that the time of parting had come. Although I had already set up a solid defense line in my heart and was sad, I was easily defeated. Biting my lips, I swallowed tears and took the suitcase. I passed it to you silently, which is not like the legend, holding my head high and smiling. Ah. Believe me! Dear. This is by no means cowardice. Love is not only bright, but also happy. Deep in Love, there are more complaints. [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…