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I don’t know how many dull sunny days have passed. The burning sun shines on every inch of creatures on the Earth. It seems that those without perseverance have been exposed to the sun without vitality. I also. These months have passed like an owl. Leave late and return early. I hate the hot sun in the daytime. When it turns everyone’s face red. But he stretched himself proudly. Regardless of derision! So I always go out when the sun goes down. My life follows the rules. The whole world turned upside down. Sometimes I walk alone in the deserted street at night. Sometimes I paused at the gate of the Internet cafe. Play CF overnight in the computer room. But I don’t know how tired it is! I also occasionally lie in bed and read novels all night long. After reading a book easily, I went out when I was bored. Wandering under the vague street lamp, in my world, the street lamp is my sun. At dawn, I hid back in the house. I lay down casually and fell asleep! My friends all say why I miss the best thing. I’m not saying what. I just laughed casually, but who knows how much sweetness and bitterness this smile means? ………. Repeat the same life. I wandered in the street. My friend dumped a phone call to have a snack. I think I am also bored. My belly cried disobedient. After the past, in the noise of friends. I was drunk, I didn’t say anything, just kept silent with my head down. At 2:30 in the morning, everyone was drunk and got up and went back to their homes. I didn’t want anyone to send it to me. I sent those friends like mosquitoes. Walking in the cold street by myself. One Drop, two drops… The Sky began my long-awaited rain! It has been several months? This city is looking forward to rain! I raised my head and looked up at the dark sky. The rain dripped on my hot face. I lowered my head and wiped the rain in my eyes with my hands. Missing welled up in my heart, and something hot slipped down from my face. It fell on the ground wet by raindrops. You can hear the click clearly.. Click. Voice. I bit my lips and smiled desperately. It didn’t rain when you left me that day. It just seems to be snowing on your side, right? But there is a burning sun on my side. Now it’s not heavy rain for me. Is there a clear sky over your side? Because of this, I hate the sun. It has been watching me become like this little by little, It is staring at me every day. As if laughing at me for losing my own happiness. I hate it! ………. I wandered in the drizzle. The wind blew me out of breath, but there was a kind of relief in my heart. I finally cried loudly. After you left. Unconsciously came to the familiar door. I bar drilling. I found a nobody seat and sat down. Open the space and see the QQ name that was once the most familiar but now a little strange. He gave me a gift casually in my space. That was the cake you owed on my birthday! I was open-mouthed and. I wrote a lot of things repeatedly in the reply. But I never had the courage to make sure. While struggling in my heart for many times, I destroyed those words in my heart. I just wrote two words carefully, thank you! Then I wrote down this long diary quietly. About your diary. Although the rain was very small and the time was very short, I felt it was as long as a train track. Where is its destination? Maybe one day in the future, it will also rain like this. Never stop. And my memory of you is only tonight. From tomorrow on, you will be buried under my favorite tree. Forever buried there…. [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…